She is the dark

Simultaneously the intensity of too many colors, too much

Compressed into one soul,

And the absence of her 

The emptiness where

She faded away

She is the void, sucking in any

Light, hope, life, character

That comes near

In the vain hope that it will calm the rush

Of gore

She beats too strong

She was the stars

A diamond of concentrated fire that

Emerged stronger

Until their raw anger became too much

She is nothing

She is everything

The conflict is too much

And then she finds you

An empty page, a new beginning, a chance to

Start over, but acknowledge

The pain that shapes her

And she melts into you, embracing the wounds her soul spills out of

She is the dark