Nigredo


by Benjamin Stone

Saint John, oh won’t you guide me

Through the Blackening of my soul?

I can’t seem to find my way

Or submit full control.

I trust the Mother, brother,

But I can’t shake the illusion

That something dire awaits me next

It’s left me in confusion.

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