Lying in bed, with a come hither look
Deep within the fatal darkness of my room
The rain pounds hard into my window
As if it wanted to merge with the glass
An attempted incursion into this dim space I call my own
The wind stirs round and hearing every crack and rattle
I pondered deep within my soul
I pondered deep within the darkness
That corner of my room
Like something penetrating my mind with its piercing gaze
Like something hated me
Wanting to caress my fear
My heart racing
My throat turning, tightening
I closed my eyes
Still seeing that same darkness
These denizens of hell in my room!
Invading my mind, invading my space
Invading this world with its own subliminal race
You’re not real! You’re not real!
I opened my eyes, and in a moment the darkness of this space
held light
I saw the small dark figures of inhabitants of pandemonium 
They danced and squealed and stared
Once the darkness took over
The squealing ceased 
And though, hidden, invisible, I knew they were still there
The darkness of a plutonium atmosphere
A libido, their desired passion with Persephone
Hephaetus gazing over them
My fear is their stimulation
Where is Tyche? Where is Tyche?
I am next!
Their victim, their slave, their new desideration
My soul hung over, chaste with dear Artemis
My soul, wanting its innocence
Why do you beckon me so, why?
Gnawing at my mind
They jumped at me
Chained and stripped of my clothes, my body
All left: my soul
This deep temple I have only known
A stolen purity, where is thine purity?
Arrest! Let me die, perish into nothingness, turn me to
stone
Leave me be, for the soul that bareth my pain, let it bare
no more
If death be some form, let it be me!
I am whom you fear
If death has a name, let it be mine!
Let them call upon me like Hades
I have been abandoned
Nothing to hold this torn soul
All I have, myself, a soul
Not even a body, blood to call my own
I am what people fear the most:
Nothing 
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