The Hunger Of The Dark…. Poem by DEEP DARK SOUL POET

My mind aches, running through the perforated veins so deep
Blood runs as cold within me as the moods of night do creep
Relentless restless tears falling on feasts I cannot feed nor eat
Fears gorging upon my withered agony, there just to compete

Hear my heart cry for my lonely distant and unknown soul
Tracing forgotten measures that differ from pole to pole
Reversing the ravage of my heart, internally hidden away
I silently cried for my mind to an oblivious point of fray

Sole ignorance unpaid to my poor soul’s handcuffed hunger
Strangely unknown is this silent anguish, here to plunder
Benign heart when will you listen to my hollow plea please....
Don’t twist me back into this tangled unreliquished ease

I've transferred to another empty thought, but still I detach
I haven’t the strength of heart to restart this over from scratch
I keep coming back to this empty sigh for more and more
To embrace this closed mind where there’s pains galore

Take away from me the sharp stab of love, but leave me the lust
At least until my empty hunger becomes my absolute must
Dreams of tasting passionate lips turn back into useless sand
Where nothing but solitude and unbreakable walls roam the land

I long to leave, break away free, but yet I have learnt to stay
My lustful intent grows a lot stronger and heavier, day by day
Only daydreams and imagination will keep my hunger at bay
Soon I will fall through, past the floor, into to the abyss I will lay

Seconds, to minutes, to hours, to days, is where it all slips away
Fading into a distant memory of nothing that happened today
As I dissolve into this darkness and my hunger is slowly fed
Consuming my every nightmare in the dark corners of my head

Senses search and seek out for the ever tempting lustful scent
Like a lone animal prowling and ravenous, I’ve never dreamt
I could devour even the sensual shadows that were last cast
Falling from the light bereft of substances left behind at the aft

Bread and water can no longer quench this hunger of the dark
Dwindling quality of my angst and bevor that repel this dark so stark
So now beloved, know this, as darkness feeds me to watch me die
With the taste of you upon my lips, I will give in to this tempest cry….