The night.
I used to love the night.
It brought me comfort.
It made me feel powerful.
I have always been aware of what lurks in the dark.
Weary one might say.
You think you're safe untill you are not.
What once brought comfort,
Now brings pain.
Its makes you freeze up.
It makes you cry.
It brings you flashbacks.
It makes you scared.
It makes you freeze in terror.
It makes you panic to the point you're scared to enter what once was your safe place.
It makes you so scared.
So scared that you might see his face.
The face that haunts you every night.
The face that ruined the beauty of night.
