It'll creep into your mind
sits in the back and festers
until you acknowledge it
and it makes you sick
having plagued humanity for centuries
It doesn't matter you're happy
a miserable wretch
or a beloved spouse
The dark has no preference
the shadow consumes you sooner than you think
gently swaddled in the shroud of time
something only man knows and keeps
until the end.
Oct 30, 2019
Oct 30, 2019 at 1:25 PM UTC
It'll creep into your mind
sits in the back and festers
until you acknowledge it
and it makes you sick
having plagued humanity for centuries
It doesn't matter you're happy
a miserable wretch
or a beloved spouse
The dark has no preference
the shadow consumes you sooner than you think
gently swaddled in the shroud of time
something only man knows and keeps
until the end.
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