The Real, True Power Poem by Noah Body

Shut up in my tiny little room
Behind a locked door
All lights turned off
With only the glow of this screen

The silence so loud it draws blood from my ears
The darkness has the mass of a black hole
And sucks me in, shredding every particle
Past the event horizon, never to return

Alone seeps outward through pores
Filling space all around like plasma
On the inside it is born
Yet if fills reality to overflowing

Out of darkness we are born
Into darkness we pass in death
In darkness I exist, never live
Darkness.... a true friend that never leaves

Icy cold and evil, composed of self despite
Contagion, true poison, bearing destruction
Out of the dark, through the dark, into the dark

The dark is the true power behind everything
Never needing exertion to promulgate
Simply needs be to lie back and wait
For the light to exhaust itself