The Dark Side

THE DARK SIDE

Assurances smother my will
until I am
breathless.

The dark side cries
with a force like no other.
A strength that breaks apart the chunk of me that
remembers its betrayal.

The dark side pulls
like a tantalizing fragrance
drawing me into a
trance. Antiquated energy promising
everything for my submission
stripping me to the bone and
spitting me out. I become
jagged pieces
tearing at its throat the whole way
up.

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~Tara Palov

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