There’s a bruise in my heart

That refuses to heal.

In the light of day

It’s bearable, benign

Easy to ignore.

In the dark of night, it pickles

It prickles, burns

And oozes poison

In my body,

In my mind,

In the very core of my being.

I know not, how to heal it

Nor how to dispel its hold

I live in fear

That one day

The light won’t banish it

I will succumb to it

My soul, tarnished forever

For nothing good ever comes of darkness.

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