This creature lives in the dark
Connects to pain only
Bears the permanent mark
Making him to solely
Come out but at night
When scars look brighter
The struggle to live the fight
Makes him feel lighter
Duality don’t bother him much
To love to hate to build to break
His mother gave him such
She taught him how to ache
“Your reason for living this is
This horror of mine
Please do try to soften it
Make malign turn benign”
He’ll drink it just to free
The other of the drain
He’ll drink it and then he’ll feel
It’s too much for him to sustain
A ball of fury in his guts
Will grow to such extent
Driving him into destructive lust
To make this nightmare end
Then one day in front of him
A creature coming from the woods
Torn skirt and eyes that gleam
Showing him her goods
Not breasts nor thighs nor fleshy wounds
No hustler in disguise
A sandy beach to maroon
To unlock those sickening ties
She offers him the uncut version
Of that which streams within
This tao-flow accepting all
Now is the time to begin
Now the time to bring light
To that which hides in the dark
Freeing the creature of
His permanent mark