It’s true what they say you know
I am not afraid of the dark,
rather it’s the true reflection it seems to cast on
me that I am afraid of (most).
Because in the darkness I can see myself
And it’s not a kind of midnight darkness
where sometimes you have hope of a moon
to cast light upon you.
Rather it’s just a basic dark, carnal & base
A scary dark that shows you your true face
A carnal dark that is never out of place
A base dark that is always on your case.
What scares me the most is when all those lights
switch off, and all you have left, is just the
option to watch the dark grow, like particles of
silent noise, booming across your blind sightless