a kind of darkness
so fluid
it wraps around you
confining every step
and every thought
a kind of darkness
so dense
your legs—tired
eyes becoming weak
you can feel the light linger beyond your grasp
you know you’ll never see it
a kind of darkness
so vivid
you can’t escape
the taste of blood encompasses your senses
and you’ll never come to accept it
a kind of darkness
so true
the only light you know
was just a shadow