The shadows creep up behind me, ready to take me, swallow me whole, take me away from the place some call home. The thought no longer frightening, the idea almost nice.
I can slow down, quit moving, and erase all thoughts and they’ll take me. If I give them an opportunity they’ll get me. They will take me back to where they’re from. They whisper in my ear and tell me to come. They pull me, lure me in, the darkness my only friend. I quit moving, erase all thoughts, and they come for me. I let them take me, tear me apart from the inside out and transfer me to the dark side.