Dark and Dangerous

So much light fills my life On a day to day basis Yet from the corner of my eye At the edge of my peripheral vision Lurking somewhere maybe in my deep subconscious I see and feel something dark and dangerous Always stalking skulking in shadows Always brooding carefully moving So as not to be identified But yet I hear muffled anguished cries And the low level disquiet chatter Over what sounds like stifled Church bell sounds I see vaguely headstones and graves all around I feel the chill of the night and see the low lying mist I feel the preternatural in all of this And wonder if this dark and dangerous realm Is something others have seen on heard Teetering at the edges of their lives Or is this just me close to faltering and going out of my mind A precursor and warning of that which waits for me If I lose the light and self belief And stumble and fall and fail to get up This is how in life you can come unstuck If not wary of dangers and darkness Of the subconscious mind and peripheral realms.