IT
The darkness comes across and wraps around me
Suffocating me and breaking my bones
Shivers run down my spine
IT grasps me so tightly
and I try to respire
My instinct tells me to fight
But I let IT consume me
Let IT spread across my body and mark me
I can’t breathe
I can't focus
I chose not to fight
I do not gasp for air
And I do not care
I hear some voices around me telling me to come back
But I just stand there and let IT caress me
My vision starts to blur
All I see is IT
I clench at my chest
My heart races as I feel IT invade my body
tightening the hold on me
IT has grown into a penumbra
As IT devours me whole
And we become one
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