Darkness
Darkness
in it's truest form
is not fear
nor blood
for they are nothing but mere phantasm
in your illusion
You ask what truly is darkness.
"Follow me", I say,
"walk into that cave
and close your eyes."
I ask, "What do you hear?"
You answer,
"Nothing."
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2017
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