I feel untouched,

perhaps even untouchable;

unloved,

such that I might be

unlovable.

It’s unreal,

this reality,

or unreliable.

I’ve been filled

with an insanity

that’s undeniable.

I’m enraged.

I’ve felt rage

indescribable,

like I’ve been caged

in a trap

I can’t climb out of.

If it stopped,

I wouldn’t know

how to handle it;

the sudden end

to these fears

that I battle with.

They define me,

as evil

defines divinity.

They surround me,

and have found

a solace

within me.

My soul seems

to have been darkened

by their presence,

like a phenomenal

transformation

of my essence.

It’s a gift,

this darkness inside.

It’s immense,

and impossible

to hide.

It’s intense,

and all bullshit

aside,

just a glimpse

of the change

in the tide.