The Night
To fear the night,
is to fear what lies there.
The night only scares part of me,
the other craves it.
I fear what I can't see,
but feel sheltered by the closness of it.
I know what can be there,
and only the evil of it frightens me.
But to be part of it,
That is my dream.
For the dark is nothing to fear,
if your a part of it.
Copyright © Kassandra Phelps | Year Posted 2011
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