What things hide within the darkness, that I so fear?
I know in my concious mine things in the dark, are the same things in the light
But in my mind from the dark unspeakable things peer
But when light appears, these diabolical things, well they disappear from my very sight.

If only once, I wish these things could not feel presense, as to them I draw near
Whatever is in the dark, they have a mind of their own
When the lights go out, I know they are always near
Never in the dark, do I be alone.

Others think, I'm silly for thinking the things are in the dark that could harm some one
But I feel them, I know they are there, because the feeling is so very strange
In the dark, it feels like I'm being smothered by something, that weighs a ton
Who know, that if the dark ,spirits certain feelings they re-arrange?

The fears I hold, the darkness, makes me shiver down my spine to my very core
I can feel all the demonic enties feeling their hands, as if they are trying to hold me there
Think I'm silly for believing things created from legend, myth, or lore?
I know they are there, in the dark, I can feel them, as they stare.

I consider myself, to be sensitive to things that come from the devil's lair
So many have this gift, within them selves, deep within their soul
But only a few, sharpen this skill, if they dare
Afraid of what they may find within the dark, this endless infinite dark hole.

So, I make it a point not to put myself, in situations, they would leave me in the darkness
Alone, in a situation, that sends chills up and down my spine
Alone, in the darkness, where on my skin I can fell it's evil mist
The darkness, in this place I could lose my very sanity, my very mind.








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