The Darkness

I sit in the darkness It is all around me Closing in on me Squeezing the life out me. It wants me to tell It wants me to tell it my secrets. I reach out my hand into the darkness Reaching out into the darkness for help But no contact is made. I scream I scream with all my might. No sound No sound at all. The darkness has its hold on me. There is no escaping No escape it the void. I start to fade in the darkness I am the darkness The darkness is me. This is copyrighted material. All rights are reserved. Reprints must be requested in writing to the original author. © Alisha Groves