The Darkness
I can feel it watching me
It’s hunger seeks devouring
Seeping through the cracks between
Things which are, but can’t be seen
Planting of the doubting seed
It’s power to twist everything
To it’s own reality
In the darkness it will feed
On every fear that’s haunting me
But I find hope now in it’s greed
The truth will wake me from the dream
Copyright © K.L. Freebyrd | Year Posted 2017
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