Mr. Dark

 
I alter the feeling and spin the pain
it is with reservation I rise
with trepidation I contemplate, should I?

interested faith tumbles forth
needful of company
loneliness peaks

speaking of desire
I call on the elements
bring me Mr. Dark

stirring the emotions I moan
it is hurtful need that enters unbidden
sulking in the shadows waiting to be seen

with great care I announce her presence
singling out that one feeling
grieving lust pours forth

interupted passion revolts
I hang on for life
breaking ardor turns the key
and lets the demons out
fire and disdain

they corrupt a vision
running to and froe
sending out feelers for Mr. Dark

envious grief is beside herself
I ache in the chaos
tending to wounds inflicted by the break

on the aether a warning
do no harm
gentle dawn is among the horde
greeting the twilight mischief

it is with pleasure I give her the keys to my hate
simmering in the background with fate
manifesting in all dimensions at once

Mr. Dark is on the loose