I live alone in the darqest parts of the soul where there’s a whole so big it encompasses great expanses out beyond the vastest reaches of my inner syde.
My inner eye had been blind for so long due to prolonged exposure to bright ideas.
And my foundation weakened by wishful thinking.
I’m merely seeking peace.
A small little piece of mine that will in turn bring about the needs that I, today, may neglect.
Now, only a spiritual reject in-habit’s this flesh.
It’s Right here next to the pleasure and the pain where the game of life is played out, In between alive and a dream.
This is where we meet.
Where my spirit speaks and tries to reach down into the core of my being, intent on freeing me from my-self.
My spirit side, being denied It’s full power is almost devoured by the pride I hide behind when fear and fallacy reign.
All that is left is a prayer and a name.
Who am I.
DarqNuss. (I am that which I am.)
