Venom

I could feel it, the venom taking hold
It’s warmth, cold and unfeeling
It’s defiance, overpowering and all consuming

It tried to no avail to consume my anger, my rage
It tried to consume my darkness, my destruction
It tried to consume me, all of me but left me empty and hollow

And in the emptiness and hollow ash of my existence I see death
And in the death I see an old friend, a relative, a lover
And in each moment I dream of their existence alive and kicking

But to no avail, for the venom leaves me in the deep dark hole
All consumed yet again till the night becomes day, till the light becomes dark
All enraged, frustrated, haunted by the emptiness, the loss, the guilt once more

Till the venom consumes me again.