Love to hate what we love-
Behind my eyes
Black silence
An old enemy
facing me
With a wry smile
So familiar that he
is almost a friend
Been a while
I say
But in the end
Fated
The naked demon
Thirst never slaked
Only repressed
A desperate need
Never confessed
Never a sound
Just the seed
Growing in the dark
Irrepressible
Unanswerable
To the mind
Only to itself
by: emunox