I closed my eyes....out comes a Poem. Shreik!

The Wanting comes in waves
I crave You Darkness
Dragons, demons, and Archangels hover
my hands reek
and I take cover
attempting to remember the good Ol'
How this could have turned out
Followed by Everything
pushing on towards Nothing
these tears shine promises of how it could be
cackles echoing in these Chambers
Nightmare is established
Dreams turn Reality
Egos get shattered
the dark....the gray.... the lighter
We are Archetypes of fragmented desgrees
You need me
I need....this
Don't hate
Don't Love
Just Live
Give me back the Want
The Wanting comes in waves