Poetry / Paradox

Lost in perpetual darkness,do memories stir within.
Emotion no longer ruling me,will i step out the door.
Haunted by thoughts of what once was,knowing within
cannot occur ever again looking to the horizon.
Consumed by what could be again,does heartache
become the tool to my own demise.
Absorbing the poison spoken from behind hollow words,will you
ascend unto the twilight in Euphoric bliss..
Such sweet irony, as the angels restrain while the Demons entice.
Two parts of the same whole conflict within,while darkness consumes
reaching towards the light.. Chained and locked does the door stand before me,
Do I take the first step?

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