Kindly One

Guilt, the venom running through humanity's veins,
The cancer eating mankind's soul.
Death, both courted and earned, well-fed upon denial.

Balanced on the delicate edge between madness and damnation, clarity comes to us all.
There is one thing more terrifying than the darkness at the edge of your vision staring back.
The seed of that darkness peering from within your heart.
What is real? What is imagined?
Right, or wrong, the price of your answer is your soul.