War for a soul

This is my secret
Staring into the cold abyss
Stimulates a perverted excitement
That I can’t help but to revisit
A recurring battle
With my far reaching shadow
Stalemated in a game of chess
One that silently perceives all
The other armed with a will
That sometimes breaks
But refuses to quit
Both in a tug of war for a soul
With no sign of which will win

I spend time in this cold silence
To bond with my monster
Nourishing a symbiotic connection
Where there was once separation
A man dancing with his shadow
Teased with its affinity for self-destruction
A beauty found in falling apart

Read: My Poisonous Tongue