dark hunger

mist of darkness
cover the land
as pulses slow
toward sleep

innocents dream
of flowering fields
as the lost dream
of darkness

red eyes on blackness
staring out
craving to possess
your soul

fangs drop
slathering jaws
beware the night
it breathes

solitary killers
haunt the night
lock all your doors
and windows

waiting in silence
emotionless
with the night hunger
to ease

lost to life
wandering
always in wait
for you

beware the silence
inside your soul
there you can touch
the darkness

protect yourself
from the darkness
and you will see day again
won't you?

 

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