Imaginary Darkness

In the shadow's caress, where light fears to tread, Echoes of silence, in the void widespread. A tapestry woven with threads of the night, Where dreams fracture under the weight of fright. The moon, a ghostly sentinel in the sky, Casts a pallid glow where the forgotten lie. A land of whispers, where memories seep, Into the soil, where secrets keep. Here, in the dominion of the somber king, The air is thick with the raven's wing. A waltz with the shadows, a courtship with gloom, In the ballroom where the dead roses bloom. So venture not where the darkness is rife, Lest the night's embrace becomes your life. A realm unseen, yet deeply felt, Where the darkest stories are indelibly spelt.