Darkness’s Grasp

And as we sleep

And as we drift towards the infinite sleep 

Where we meet those of the shadows and darkness

Until we push past them to the light

To start again without the memories of it

And what was before

And so the infinite cycle continues 

Except it won’t

Because that darkness grows 

And the light dims

The light inside us dims 

We slowly fade out 

To join the infinite dark

And to whisper the shadows to others

Till there are none left

The darkness reached out

Leeched out

Trying to infect others 

With something that they already have 

The darkness that infects us all

Those who blame others are the ones who suffer the most of it

The darkness slowly leech of to those just arrived and full of light

All are slowly tainted past their colours and at the end all there is, is black

Except that those who fight it find the light in their final days to drift into peace

To fall to the sands

Meaningless in the deserts of time

Time that does not exist properly

It ripples and folds and curves and splits

Where our feeble race believes it it a straight line forever

To take a split a side trail an adventure is to slow yourself from that which is inevitable 

Leading back to the all consuming darkness

It hungers eternally 

Not knowing what to eat so it wishes to eat all

And at its centre something that also wants to find the light

But that never will

Because we pile it with our waste and pretend it can’t come back for revenge

To take us all to the darkness without a way back

Then only it will have the light

And all will be lost

Insanity is the gaping maw to the darkness

Insanity is the face that makes others drag people into the dark

It is the one that faces our dreams, our nightmares

Aren’t dreams glorified nightmares

Aren’t they us fighting the fear and pain we experience in the nightmares we fear

And yet we have none of the strength awake

The light finds us as we sleep

Telling us to fight

But the dark is too far

Telling us to forget

The dark is the one who makes the nightmares

And it is the dark that wins and loses as we wake up we beat the nightmare

But we wake to a real one

Of insanity 

And death

And guilt and greed

And those who don’t have those are the ones who are left to fight against the darkness alone

And who see the darkness

It’s true form

For darkness is us

And it is not

We are the bad and the good

And yet we still can’t fight the whispers 

Or the dark

Because it is all around

All lights go out

And the dark always comes back

The worlds and universes started in dark

That is how they will end

It is why the deepest fathoms have the most beautiful scenes illuminated 

And there are those that are never illuminated and we will never know what their beauty was or will be.

Sebastian.