I
know souls
mine is naturally kinda nice
much of the time
caring
gentle
honest
I
feel others
called empathic
but
there were times
when pain was so bad
I
struck out at innocents
hurting to relieve pressure
exploding inside
some memories are there
other times none
told later
screaming in denial
that pain is so much worse
I
found it a shock to know
to realize my
capabilities
Joan de Arch' my hero
how could it be true
black as pitch
the other side
so yes
I
know black souls
clawing at mine
to remove the stain
grateful
to God my forgiver
but
yes
I recognize black souls when I see them
feel them