The moon so dark hidden from sight as I walk the street in the middle of the night the shadows playing games towards my fright as I dash along wishing for brighter light there in the distance to my right I finally see that source of light I hurry along with all my might as the darkness closes in squeezing me tight struggling struggling I try to fight pleading to get me closer to the light inches pinches and laughs at my plight what seemed so close now flew away like a kite soaring above me beyond my sight as the darkness surrounds me.
My curse of the night.