RIGHT IN THE FEELS (a compilation)

Dark

"You know there isn't a choice in the first place, right? You always knew."

His words traveled within the depths of my head, I'd think it reached my sullied soul.

You know there ain't a choice. Right. I know. He knows.

He knows I've wandered deep into the darkness. Leaped further into the void.

What I found there though?

It's nowhere near pretty... but even then I am aware that I crave it.

What I found staying too long in the dark are exactly what I wanted and more. They make me ravenous. It's not even asleep that needs to be awakened inside me, it's simply there. Waiting. Abiding. And nothing could sate that ache, but the same... things lurking in the dark.

So, God, no... I hope there is indeed even the slightest chance for me on choosing the light. The good. The gentle. The safe.

But we both know the odds for redemption is unlikely and futile. After all, there's no triumph in saving the wicked who doesn't wanna be saved.

He's right when he said I always knew. I always knew he'd come for me. Always knew he'd take me.

Inevitable... and yet, it does not feel wrong.

"No..." I whispered, confirming his words like a promise, even when there's no absolute need to attest what's long chiseled in my soul that he so clearly see.

But then, maybe what he wants is my recognition. Me, admitting I fancy the same deeds he do. Me, avowing how twisted and warped I must really am. Like him. Like them. And be comfortably okay with it.

And so, I nodded and I took his hand.

"No, there was never a choice."

- Happy Halloween!🎃