Railing Against the Dark

I have discovered that the Dark is merely an illusion. This discovery renders it a little less capable of destroying me in an instant, but I do not yet know if that knowledge can entirely ransom me from its captive grasp. I must always be on my guard against it, for if I am not, its insidious voice creeps into my thoughts, splitting my very Self into a dichotomy of abuser and victim. I am two beings then, but only just now have I discerned that the voice of the abuser is the voice of the Tempter, ensnaring me in his most successful trap. If Jesus is at the core of my being, that being is of the Light. The Dark that disguises it is not some elemental part of myself--it is my own personal demon, sent as a lure from the Devil himself to capture my Eternal Soul through the one unforgivable sin of Despair. But by the Grace of my Heavenly Father, my Beloved Jesus, and the Holy Spirit,
I shall not fall again.

Find a new temptation, O Adversary. I have seen through your Dark.