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As I, take a break from daily happenings

Introspection, elseworld reflections, all open

No filter or lingering undertones, a gate

To the venta black abyss, in which

That prolonged gaze either makes me stronger

Or weaker, predispositions being the determinant.

 

Been caught off-guard, unforeseen sides 

My darkest shades, spilling over into the outlier

The vessel, merely a moving image, 

Nihilistic approach to my thoughts, 

Questioning the essence of existence

Sating the appetite of bringers to my fragility.

 

Mind Palace, glitches, becomes a prison \\//Habit\\//

Not content with, such an ending, I use a medium

That best defines, me, grip that fiend 

By the throat, turn this prison into a war zone;

Will to fight alone sets chasms ablaze,

Turns the darkest crevices of the mind, Into

Perhaps, the most habitable.

 

The mind is yours and yours alone

Darkness is persistent, and Light

Is all we need strive bring, to this universe

And the next;

Fight, dear reader, fight,

Never settle.

 

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Art by:  ryky