Nothing to Manipulate
A celestial light
Shined bright
Like a light beam
In an ethereal dream
A dream of spectrums
Of ideal perfections
But slowly did the heavenly dream begin to fade
With all the perfection it made
Converting into dark nightmares
Nightmares of subtle tyranny and fears
The darkness consuming the precious light that made a home in me
Locked away in dark space for eternity
Like eternal emptiness of the Universe and its black holes
Everyday engulfing innocent souls
Like a vacuum
A vacuum that could only consume the small drops of life left inside of me
And turned them into shadowy phantoms in my small body
All that was left was a silhouette almost extraterrestrial
Like a dark spectral shadow of my former self
But through the translucent being
Deep in its core I was seeing
An evanescent sight
A sight that no longer showed the crescent light
The dark had an attraction to the light
Where it was the terminator
The ruling dominator
And sadly
There was no liberator
But without light
The darkness would have nothing to take
Nothing to break
And nothing to manipulate