The Unbearable Lightness of Being

See the light

But a pin prick
In the vastness
Of the dark

Indicative
Of your “good”

Unworthy of note
Except in that
It defines my shade

You call me demon

Yet I have a name

Though you fear to speak it

Preach to the world
Of healing
With your religious fervour
As you pray to the void
For deliverance

For an end to the pain
Of being

I tell you
Salvation is at hand

Let me teach you
The secret to pain

Stop feeling

Become

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