What lies in the dark
Is it remarkable like hidden treasure
Or will the discovered by devastating
Like famine spread upon a land
This mystery is like poetry played out with a mimes hand
What makes the dark so creepy
Is it scary how many secrets it can hold
Or how quickly it can consume
Take you whole
It's alive
And has a beating heart
There's only madness and suffering being pumped through its veins
But it's comforting
When the lights go out
No one can see what your hiding