Now this isn't your average "fear of the dark" phobia.
I'm not scared of the dark because I'm scared of the dark...
I'm scared of the dark.
The dark thoughts that come out when it's dark.
The dark mindset that swarms me when it's dark.
The dark feeling I get when it's dark.
The dark opens up a powerful portal, a whirlpool.
A place that I can fall into so easily when it's dark.
A whirlpool that drowns me.
Suffocation at it's finest.
Nothing but silence on the outside.
On the inside? A kid. Just a kid screaming. A kid screaming to be freed from the hell it's trapped in.
What's the hell you may ask? Figure it out.
The dark is a scary place.
A place not to be fucked with.
Don't get me wrong sleep is the best thing ever. But when I can't sleep or fall asleep? Hell.
My head spirals like a parachute out of control.
When does it land?
When I'm asleep. When I'm free from the dark.
