Chains Poem by Melpomene's Tears

Darkness in me
swirling, wrestling with the good
He hides, a façade with a mask of smiles
I nod along, wish well and play along
pretending to care
and the dark one goes along for the ride
but just for a while.

He is beautiful, ugly, evil and good
we are one
entangled and connected
fitted together by remnants of past and present lifes
Sometimes he lets his face be shown
thru the cracks of the mask
But when he spends too long a time in the cage
the mask comes off, smashed and broken
in the dark heart of the night
and he howls to the stars
digging his claws into the earth
furious, filled with heart blinding rage
wanting to be set free
I howl and roar together
meshing our hate to be one
I feel his thirst, his need to destroy
for red stained hands
to hear screams of terror
to taste blood and to smash bones
but chains of propriety holds us locked.

He settles back down
sauntering back for the dark, forbidden corner of my being
whispering slyly
soon, my love…..soon.
and I hear the slight clank of weakening links
the small groan of the exhausted chains.