The Aconit Minded/8

I am nothing but a shadow
Yours to be honest
I'm this strange and acching feeling in your torso
I'm the voice that haunt you like a pest

I'm that poison intoxing your blood
I'm that rage flowing in your veins
I'm the part in your heart that stays cold
I'm the one trying to keep you well in vain.

I'm that envy of yours
That lust and that pride
But i'm also that fear and love
That you try to hide so well

I'm neither the sun, neither the moon
I'm nothing but the darkness crawling on the back of your mind
The darkness that'll show itself soon
If someday you snap and crack, it'll be the end

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