PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

The first entree of the new year and it's been a while sense I've done this. So much has happened so much has been lost, so little gained to begin again. I do not know if I will make it out of this year nor do I care as I gaze deep into the still waters that hide such darkness to the world. It is said that if you stair long enough into the darkness eventually something will start to stair back, what is not often said is that beyond that part of the darkness will enter you, and I fear that my gazing has let the darkness back in that I have fought so hard to keep out.



What new depravity might lie beyond the still cold water of my soul that is yet to be explored, just how dark beyond black can i get with my life in the short time I have left, and just what pleasures might I find there. I do not know nor do I care but go there I must, and go there I will... Into a new year, a year of darkness.