The texture of the night
No longer feels foreign
For so long,
It was alien, peculiar
But, the fabric feels familiar now
Silky and cold to the touch
I have absorbed the darkness
Become the creature lurking in the shadows
No longer do I fear what lingers behind the veil
But have kissed what was hidden beneath
And have merged with my worst nightmares
The remains of me feeding the darkness
The melting of soul into the soil of sorrow