Darkness Beckons TheeA Poem by CousitarianAlways will there be temptation. Always will there be shadows for you to see. Always will there be a certain voice in your head that urges you to go ahead and do it... and why not? You're in the dark.Darkness
Beckons Thee Back… My love, don’t deny the truth from me and don’t
deny it from yourself. To do so is sad beyond description. To do is unbelievably
arrogant. To do so has no point in the slightest. This world of ours, everything as well as
every person in it such as yourself, cannot be serious. You honestly believe
you can look down upon me? You think you’re finally out of my reach? Oh… but you’re not. You’ll never ever
be. So come. Come to me like you did the many times previously. What? You actually claim that you’re
better than I? You say that the light shines more on you than it did the first
time you wanted me? What nonsense. What happened to those nights when
you spoke to me alone? What happened to those nights when you needed to vent?
What happened to you? Stop this falseness. No, I’m afraid I must disagree with
your little display of defiance, dearest. You have come to me before in the
past and you can’t resist forever. Oh? You’re going to just forget me,
are you? So, you’re going to forget the comfort
you took within my shadows? The solace it provided you from what you hated
most? Supposedly, you’re going to leave
behind the memories of the victories you claimed with my assistance? You’re going to simply live as if
you never took life, spilled blood, nor was a monster? Heh, very well. That sounds
entertaining enough. You may believe things as you like.
However, a fine word of wisdom to one my favorites among favorites… the light you
covet knows otherwise. It is much too cruel to forgive traitors. Someday, sometime, somewhere, the
light you take comfort in now is going to make you pay for what you’ve done
when with me. You’re a traitor on that side, my
friend. There is no denying it and, no matter what you do, you’ll remain
untrustworthy there. Slowly, at first, you’ll be rejected. Then, faster and
faster, reality will come crashing down upon you and then… it’ll be right back
to me again, won’t it? Light is hated by your kind for a
reason, dear. It brings things into illumination and that is why souls like
yourself, the ones who don’t want certain things known, remain with me for so
very long. Nonetheless, it’s not too late. I
helped you stay comfortable. I will still help you. No? Oh, I understand you “think”
you won’t need me anymore. However, being as old as this twisted world of
yours, I believe I am fully aware of what I’m talking about and you, a fragile
nothing, doesn’t. Thus, go on, live this little
crusade against me while you still can. I will wait here. I will watch
here. I will expect you here and, someday, you will come back. Do not argue with me. You know, deep
down, I am right. Once those like you have had a
taste of the certain freedom I provide, be it good or ill, the freedom to be whatever
you wish… they never forget it. They can never leave it. You’re nothing special. You’re no
champion of light. You’re merely a stranded, tainted abomination. If you will not come back now, that
doesn’t matter. You will regain yourself eventually. You will return to my
shadows. Oh, yes, you will. For, even now you
see, you know I am never wrong… because when have I been wrong? Never. You cannot give me an answer
and never will be able to. I await your return, dearest. Enjoy
this little charade. Enjoy your ignorance. You will be back. That, I can guarantee. © 2012 CousitarianAuthor's Note
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