Darkness Eyesight numbed by frigid emptiness
Light rain lingers in the lifeless air
Not the moon, nor the stars appear
Too frightened to light my path
And come to my rescue
The only light is the last, faint sighs of the sun
As my last, faint sighs are my only source of warmt
Shadows lay still in atteont to ensnare me
Encage me in their pools of utter blackness
Stale breath casts hazy phantoms to the air
Receeding too from the bitter cold
I hear the voices of the dead calling, entreating, whispering, crying screaming, shrieking shrill and silent expostulations
To the now diminished light
Onward through the silent echoes
Rings the howling of hellish beasts
Grinding teeth in mad, bestial desires
Straining every fiber just to see to my demise
That ever present fear lays imbedded in my heart
That they will be the end of me
And whatever excess their bloodlust forsakes
Will be left in the cold desolation.
