They say
that faith
is believing without seeing.
But I am blind.
And I find myself without the capacity
to have faith in the light
that I have heard the world sing about.
For darkness is my world,
and I must be faithless to the light
to find solace in my shadows.
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When The Blood Ran Black
PoetryWhen my demon decided it wanted out, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I could only watch as bloodied claws pierced my skin and shadows leaked through my eyes in black teardrops. It wanted out, and I was content to let it roam. >>>&g...
