In the Dark
Living in the dark,
Seeing what the shadows see.
Wandering down strange hallways
that almost seem to close in on me
I try to run
I try to flee,
but still these halls close in on me.
I try to reach out for the light
It fades away,
the shadows bite.
I won't go down without a fight.
The shadows fall,
the sun does rise
I'm safe again
I will not die
I wake up safely in my room.
I've saved myself from certain doom.
and only in my darkest dreams
is nothing ever as it seems.
Copyright © Chelsea Boyd | Year Posted 2005
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