Death becomes me
Hand in hand,
In this forbidden land.
A shadow so intense,
I take offence.
Gripping me, I severely thrust,
A violent rush. Who can I trust?
I awaken to a voice or two,
Now met with my vision renewed.
Shivers now take me to an unfamiliar place,
Where these silhouettes I now have to face.
My subconscious has known the answer,
Urgently summoning my intruder.