Down into its wall-less pit,
no ledge or life line to grasp,
it takes you,
deeper,
deeper,
into its cavernous hole.
In fear,
and sometimes, basking joy,
you remain,
shut up in the silence,
with only the sounds
of your own inner voices
to break the stillness.
It takes you,
whole,
and delivers you,
shattered,
into tiny bits
of what you once were,
who you once were.
Relentless in its task,
it pummels your mind,
with unrational thought
and nightmares
of wishful desires.
It twists your heart,
in an uncirculating grasp,
till your pulse beats thready
and wanes,
leaving your blood
a chilled cocktail,
you have no choice but to imbibe in,
lest you die of your thirst
to be whole and free.
The darkness takes you,
whenever it wants.
Takes you and rapes you,
in a sweated copulation
of wills.
You both hate and enjoy,
the orgasmic rapture,
as it takes you up and over
the edge of reality,
the crest,
of dark desire.
You writhe under its pressure,
as pleasure and pain
intertwine your senses,
until one or the other,
is sated.
You long for its touch,
the only source of comfort,
in this realm.
You battle with the norm,
contemplating the forbidden
sex it offers.
Its a game of chance,
you either win or lose.
But when you're where
the darkness takes you,
you don't care, either way.