Darkness Runs

Darkness runs From opposite horizon Where light no longer Finds home Darkness runs closer Like heavy mantel Folding her under She fights the heavy eyes Tired mind Because this that lurks beyond Drifting off Is what eats at her soul The things that make her whole Eventually the fight Always lost And demons smell Her quietly Hiding soul It starts with A tiny lick At small whole That eats Knaws at her soul Then with one swift thrust They are set free A sequence set off Dreams of red Running down Sinfilled legs Over white lines Where tears were shed Quickly turning To dark faced demons With cold hands On pale skin Making hair stand on end Then finally To safe space Falling apart Falling into the dark Shattering Like mottled glass Awoken only By screams Of discontent Discomfort Distress.