The darkness enfolds me
Wraps me in a warm embrace
Like a cloak or shield
Protecting me from the true world
The sunlight burns my skin
Like the flame burning in your eyes
The darkness speaks to me
Growling in a low whisper
Telling me to stay
So I stay
Safely here within the darkness
YOU ARE READING
Dark Poetry
PoetryJust something new I thought I'd try. The poems won't really be gruesome, but somewhat of a dark side.
