Directions

What scares you the most?

My ability to live in the dark, or my lack of desire to step into the facade of light?

There are no cardinal directions in my realm,

There is no flow, being, movement. No directions.

FUCK YOUR DIRECTIVES.

My drum beats to my soul's intrinsic knowing.

Greedy are the souls who suck my light beam from the blood that trickles down my brokenness.

My blood is for humanity, not a "you" or a "me".

I will not abandon myself in you,

I will not abandon myself.

I am strong. I am good. I am darkness. I am whole.

When my eyes are open, I see the depths in to you.

You can no longer trick me.

Your power play games are pointless.

I hold my own power.

I will kill my soul before I give it away to anyone else for their murderous gains.

I am unafraid. I am here to stay.

You awakened me from my slumber.

Pointless anxiety bores me,

Movement and action fuels me.

Its time to look the devil in his eyes. I come from war, from the underworld.

I am Persephone.

Where is my king?

Locked in a prison that no soul should have to bare.