In the middle of night,
In dead silence..
I dream of blood and darkness,
Of death and demons.
I awake,
Finding myself wanting to go..
Go out in the dark,
Become one with it..
But something pulls me away.
My friends?
Family? No..
Someone who has seen it,
The darkness.
He said the moon will help,
But how?
How is she to help?
But, she has..
He has..
As dreams of death fade to nothing,
I fall asleep once more...
Dreaming of the moon
And night
