A dark morning;
Nothing but cold air.
No clouds, the sun is shining.
I just can't feel the warmth.
No way out of this Demise.
She is following me
Close by
A little closer.
Enclosed in the dark;
It is my cocoon.
Will I break out
Any time soon?
A Tighter grasp.
A Mighty clasp.
A Painfully cold warmth
A Fault and a Crack.
Bloodcurdling scream;
I'm out.
The cocoon is broken
But it lives inside my heart.
Now, will you ask me
What it's like
To be a child
Of the dark?
