I Hope It Dies


My Dark Place and Me


I Hope it dies

This Hollow feeling inside of me

I hope it is swallowed up

By a force so pure

That it blinds me just to look at it

But Then...

I yearn for it again

That steady pain that

Has Supported Me all These Years

The only Constant

And so I am torn again

Hoping beyond hope that this dark shadow

Will be cast unto Oblivion

Yet knowing– no Willing it to come back again

To hold me firmly Once Again

And then I realize

That this hallowed shadow inside of me

Is pure in itself

And That I need no holy light of heaven

I only Need

My Dark Place And Me