The darkness is calling me
Following me after every thought.
Is it really just darkness though?
Maybe it resides with fire and a demonic figure
Who tortures you mercilessly as punishment
The thought of that detures me from the darkness
However not quite to the light.
I need a hero, someone like a white knight.
To help me fight this everlasting darkness, put it away tight.
Before it consumes me, and wepts are heard across the town
©joeyspoems
J