Corner of my Room

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 2000