Dark secrets

There is more to me than I have dared to discover. There are dark secrets within that may reveal the light of my purpose.

My heart is an intelligence that holds the key to all of the mysteries of life… if only I can still my body and quiet my mind so that I can hear it’s whispers.

The dark wilderness of my deep heart keeps many secrets. There are no trails or signs along the path, my ears are alert to vaguely familiar sounds and my eyes try to interpret bizarrely, shadowed landscapes.

I hear murmurs

Sometimes in the darkness, I can hear the shadow heart beat slowly, oh so slowly. It is a rhythm I cannot fathom, a tempo beyond my experience.

Dark and twisted shapes murmur as I try to sidle past. I am certain that they mock me and my restlessness. I do not know where I am or where I have been, the darkness closes behind me, leaving no trail, no proof of my being. Every move is a slip into the unknown, a step deeper into undiscovered territory.

Am I imagining when I hear mumbling and rumbling within my heart? I am certain the shadows call: “Come closer and let me bury you in heavy dreams. Fall into my twisted arms and let my darkness and mystery wash away your petty concerns.”

The threat

I love the threat of the dark heart and its alien song. It gives me a glimpse into other worlds, other realms, dark and mysterious possibilities.

My deep heart holds dark secrets and they are delicious.