behold the night!
what is this hold you have inflicted upon me?
one night my heart is clamped in fear while in my mind
horrific thoughts ensnare me
the next my heart is torn apart by this ache
and my mind cries out in this lovely dark
and still even now
my heart is cold in silent admiration
and my mind it does not dwell on anything but
anticipation
dreading the dawn to come
as all these moments are lost inside the turbulent force of my soul
the darkness slips through my fingertips as my cry of anguish is lost
in this coming dawn
comforting
terrifying
admirable
dark
do not leave me