Princess Of Darkness

In my dark and secret place.
I have demons in my head.

They tell me, what to do.
They tell me, what to say.
They even tell me, what to feel.

Its pure evil.
These forces, have taken over me.

I can slip into the darkness, for days on.
I have become quite fond of the darkness.
and I've learnt how to enjoy, dwelling in the past.No matter how painful it is.

I feel safe in the darkness.
The pain that is supposed to hurt me is now somewhat comforting.

Its not I can't let go of my past.
I don't want to.

For my pain is all I know.
It's all I can respond to.
It's who I am,
and its who I always will be.

There's nothing better than the essence of drowning in my own tears.

The demons are gaining on me.
They are extremely powerful.

I surrender to them without a fight.
I gladly give up my bleeding soul,

as I can't be more damaged than I already am.

Movement of Consciousness

It is the imperial Shadow  
The unseen power
All that we aware of, is the Shadow that inspires all

It is beyond the visible world
It is Spiritual
We do not have direct access

It is the distinction of ideal and phenomenal
The power that floats
It is here but we cannot see

It penetrates the world
It is inconstant
The unseen presence that visits us irregular but not permanent

It is a symbol not a sign
It is absolute
If it were a sign, we could have felt the symptoms

Its dialectic trade
Deals with Dreams of Perfection
That swept our feet to yearn for desire

It challenges consciousness
It reconcile thoughts and feelings
Forming a comical drama that loosens our form of language

But all these, brought us close the actual thought
The mutual exclusiveness
Traces the Movement of Consciousness