Duplicity
I know many of u have thought about it , If you could only kill the dark side of you , the part you hate , the part that tempts you in the night, or when you are alone. The part that rips out the heart of others mothers , fathers , sisters and brothers, others are friends or even lovers.
The part that wants to follow others down the wrong path. The DARK side of you that makes you feel guilty after you do it, that drives you to tears, that makes you cut, that makes you feel like such a slut. Psychosomatic addict insane...
The side that says here is a pill or how about some crystal , you hate yourself so much you wish you had a pistol.
Is it the horror that your a whore or it is something more ? When did you first open this door? Why did you let it in ? When did it begin ?
What happened to the sweet and wonderful you ?
After all it is your kinder side the one you like the one you miss, that wants to to help you get rid of this, and kill the pain. The nicer side of you that wants to be normal again , and kill the dark that causes you pain.
Isn’t that nice of the nicer side of you, wanting to kill something to help you get back to you. But is the Dark really Dark ? It could be the nicety of your good side is Darker than the Dark.
The nicety is Duplicity, a state of being twofold or double, a deceptiveness in behavior or speech, to help you get back you. Maybe your nice side isn’t so nice, if given a chance it would kill for you something your dark side would never do.
Is your nice side that you cherish sinister in nature and you are blind to it, because it only wants what is best for you ? Tied to memories of innocence of younger years gone bye, you hurt so bad now, all the time you cry.
Go ahead kill the pain you say to the nice side, after it does the Darker Side of the nice side that cared so much about you, and killed for you eats you alive, you trusted it and you were so blind.
Looking back you would take the Dark over the Darker, the lesser of the two evils that were in you. Because the nicer side was comforting , something you knew.
Deceptive, the nice side was wrapped in innocence white, but the nice side turned out to be darker than the darkest night .
If you ask him for help he will take away the pain, the Dark and the Darker even though evil will tempt you to do it all again. The one I am talking about
is the one you should be talking to every night before you sleep. He is the ONLY one who can take the pain away and help you rest in comfort instead of counting sheep.
I think the poetry expresses alot of truth! well done
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