Where The Dark Is Deep

In the shadow's embrace, all light does yield, To the silent whispers that the dark does wield. A cloak of night, where stars dare not gleam, Where dreams twist to nightmares, and screams. Beneath the moon's pale and watchful eye, Lies a truth too stark, where hopes die. A realm of echoes, of things lost, Where frost grips the heart, a bitter frost. In this abyss, where shadows reign, The silence roars, a haunting refrain. A dance with despair, a flirt with dread, Where the past lingers, and the future's fled. So tread softly, where the dark is deep, For in its keep, secrets creep. A world unseen, yet felt in the soul, Where the darkest tales, are silently told