The darkness warms me
A thick liquid covering my skin
engulfing every pore
Drowning all of my sins.
I couldn't tell you what wings feel like
Or what a smile does to my face
I did it once and it felt foreign
But the wind swept it away
To float off as particles into the sky.
I laughed, it might have been yesterday
or a season ago
It didn't penetrate in to my soul
Nor did it let me inhale any pure light
Humans find it addictive
That bright drug.
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Nihilist's Cookbook
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