Riddles Darken Us (Dedicated to Anna)

This is a riddle

It's dark

I'm not in a room or a field

I'm in the dark.

There are no physicaly surroundings.

Only darkness. Just darkness.

Redundantly dark.

Hollow, you could say.

There must be an end to this darkness if I could just find a way out.

Then, There's a light.

A brilliant light.

I try to follow it

But it goes out

First I'm confused

Then shivers run up my spine

When I realize

Someone blew it out.

As though it were just a cold flame.

I feel inside that there's someone in this darkness with me.

Something not completely human

Something dark.

I don't move 

For fear I will bump into it.

This is a riddle.

I want to move

For fear it can see me.

This darkness is endless.

My heartbeat is not.

My life could be snuffed out like that brilliant light.

I'm trying to make my own light in this world

But I can't.

And it's still there in the dark with me, and somehow, I know, that it is smiling at my horror.

This is a riddle in the dark.