Come out of the Shadows.

Please don't speak,
I am afraid your words
will drip through my soul
like acid.

Please don't call my name,
I am afraid your forked
tongue will spoil its
meaning.

I see you there in the
shadows...
lurking;
waiting;
plotting.
You stand there unsuspecting
of those who can see you.
Trying to blend in to the
darkness in which you
survive.

But I can see,
I can smell you,
and yes...
I can hear you when you speak.

I never knew a devil could
sing a song that sounded so
sweet.
Never thought I would hear the voice
of an angel coming from the
mouth of a monster.
And yet,
within my heart,
I knew that it could be.

You had my soul once,
could have driven me to do
anything that you had asked.
But now my soul is my own,
and there is nothing that will
convince me to return it to you.

Do not be fooled,
for my heart still longs
for your once tender caress.
My body longs to be filled with
the power it once knew to be
you.
My mind surges at the thought
of 'belonging' to something
that can give me all of this.

But everything I know to be true
warns me of this path.
The path I once walked down,
guided by your hand,
is a path covered in nothing
but death.
It is a path that I can no longer
face with the same reverence
as I once did.

And so to you I say only this:
Damn you back to the darkness
where you dwell.
And the next time you face me
may the light of She who protects
me blind your sight.
And may the love of She who protects
me fill your body so that you
to may succumb to something
more than the shadows.