Mark Matthews Poet Free verse

Seeping Darkness

I run through shadows
with the skill of a wraith,
going from place to place
             at my leasure,
                  torturing
this soul or that
             for the mere 
pleasure of it.
      Society doesn't even
              suspect I'm here
laying in wait.

All those
little noises you hear
        and dismiss
            as the house settling,
That's me,
every time you think
you misplaced something,
That's me,
those unexplainable
      cuts that appear on you,
That's me,
                   just getting a little taste,
trying you out,
                   seeing if your worth my time.

Darkness seeps
   from the crack
      in my heart,
settling on this land,
giving me a place 
      to lay back
during the day,
to rest up for the night
              my time,
    not your time,
and even though 
you ain't worth my ability
I'll savagely rip
the flesh from your body,
running my claws
down the tender skin
        on your neck,
you won't even know
                I'm there
til it's too late,
for I cast no shadow,
I have become
                living dark,
the creation of nightmares,
          spawn of shade
                 and the moon,
never again to be seen,
                    unless I wish to.

So here I sit 
within the smokey cloth
                                of night,
peering through the folds
  waiting,
         always waiting,....
and once that doubt
              of my existance
rises to the surface within you
that's when I step out
to make you realize
your dreams were
         there to warn you
                       (of me)
not just some playful
     game of the mind
like you always hoped.

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