Welcome back, it whispers to me.
I thought I was free of you, I say.
In truth I know I was never far from returning. It was only a matter of time, though my fight was valiant.
And a lie.
I wanted to believe that light would win out, but for some darkness is their only friend.
For some the under world is home.
It does not judge or pretend.
There are no masks.
A smile is genuine and so too is sadness.
Both are welcome.
Both are accepted.
That and more is expected.
Rage, fury, hate reign free.
Only here they go unpunished.
How liberating to feel such things and then be rid of them.
If you wish.