when I'm here, the darkness calls out to me.
its cool appearance seems horribly seductive.
I imagine the eternal rest that I yearn for,
one I cannot find under the sun.
the Mysteries behind the shadows,
the stories about power and greatness,
all luring me in to that which I cannot see.
I find myself walking towards a path unforeseen.
I reached out to nothingness,
and found something I should never have
the great mystery unfolded,
and it all became clear to me.
The darkness is nothing but a mere cover,
to hide its hideous face,
to mercilessly haul the souls of passerby
to share its endless pain.
Dear travelers, heed the sign, 'Beware'
Do not be fooled by its wretched appearance
This is where wounds never heal
and rest is never found.
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