I step into the light, my weaknesses squirm to hide themselves,
They search for cubby holes etched within the tree of my soul..
I step back into the shadows, they suddenly rush at me, charge at me like a declaration of war..
Their serpent like bodies coil around my mind, around my neck, around my legs…
I am but a prisoner within a shell of a being..
I am but an infant within the shell of a man..
I am but a man within a shell of a world…
Is there no escape?
No release from these binding imps??
How they claw at my insides and scratch at my eyes..
Nothing of me is left pure; all is tainted with morsels of impotency..
Oh and how the night cries for me…
Oh how she weeps from the corner of her bed post..
Her tears paint her vast breasts with an alignment of stars..
Her sobs softly kiss my exposed skin..