Black balloon in hand
To far below, the Shadow
How dare i think to let go
An ocean of sand
Dreams of my discovery
Ahead, waiting to drown me
Such a horrible fear
Floating ever farther
Closer to a demanding hunger
Onward is a dagger
Needing to feed
Moving straight to me
The brutal incisor
Bursts apart my saviour
I'm falling to the Shadow
Sinking quickly yet slow
Ebony sand fills my mind
Burning through dilated eyes
My mouth screams lies
A vicious trick of panic
The quiet won't break
Reality fades to black
The Shadow has won
There's no coming back.
January 28, 2014
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