Back Black and Blue

The blackness yaws
drawing in all those
who wander too close
to add their tortured
screams and cries to
its emptiness.
Dark moonlight beckons
like the devil's siren
devouring hope and
tearing away all that
once was there.
My feelings and mind
tainted, blackened, and
dark like the blood
flowing from my pen
onto paper.
Crying out to the world
begging for companionship
to avoid the loneliness
creeping through
my soul.