my sweet dark

my darkness was vantablack
inhaling all that was light
spewing venom and razors
declining to reach out
fearing the gashs i’d open
while needing your cool
hand on my face

i slept angrily,
being unable to trust
to speak to touch
caged in my heat
pacing in my rage
seething in my defeat

bitter tears boiled
on my hot cheeks
grit and bile rose
in my maw while
steel faced I roiled
in sweaty sheets

night thoughts of you
cooled the fevors of
my mania and fury
bringing my need to
life again, seeking only
to know you accept all
of the monsters inside