I know of the Dark.

The way it binds your soul.

The smoking passion

That suffocates your mind.

I can taste it.

The winding passages

That never seem to end.

The things that collapse

Never to be again.

Have you ever seen it

Lurking in the corner of your sight?

Have you ever heard the noises,

seen the creatures of the night?

The way it moves within

Carving out your core

Seeking your only refuge

Until sanity is no more.

The screaming call lures you deeper,

Lying promises make you weaker.

Running running

Nothing left,

For the fall will always break your heart.