Darkness Rising Poem by Boston Kelley

The farthest reaches of the universe
are a bleak, cold wasteland.
Look into my heart and see how it
is much colder and darker.
A storm of fury rises up within me and
I am caught in its inescapable wake.
Consume me, it does, as I sink deeper
into its quicksand of darkness.
So detached am I from the world that
all my love has been wrung from me.
So great is the pain it has brought that
I embrace its power.
This dark side of me I see now; a twisted,
wretched man who lies in wait.
It fills me with horror to see such a personality
for how could such darkness exist within me?
These eyes look at life with pointlessness
and my soul finds an unwillingness to go on.
Rescue me, if you can, from this blackness
before my humanity is lost forever.