Afraid of the dark
that is lingering near,
terrified of the blackness
and what could lurk there
shadows of a past
not so distant I fear
and whispers of my fate
not meant for me ears
In darkness she lingers
that black part of me
she exists because I let her
she lives to torture me
with taunting
and echoing laughter she comes
slurring drunken words
poisoning my ears
with thoughts to
self destructive and frightening
to tell
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