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Updated: Dec 25, 2025

The Dark Place by Eddy Sanchez


In the chambers of my mind, the voices blare,  

Whispering sweet temptations, beckoning despair.  

They draw me towards shadows, where darkness weaves,  

I struggle to resist, though my heart grieves.  


“Today’s the day,” they hiss, “we change our fate,  

Rob them blind, for fortune waits—do not hesitate.  

Leave no witnesses behind, lest you face the light;  

Madness clings to reason in this eternal night.”


Paranoia grips me; I see phantoms dance,  

Imagined horrors swirling, ensnared in a trance.  

The voices urge me forth, to act without remorse,  

Crafting justifications, steering my dark course.  


Yet amidst the chaos, a flicker shines bright,  

Love, the guiding lantern, piercing through the night.  

Still, too often I succumb, lost in their cruel embrace,  

Bound to the whispers, I navigate this dark place.


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