Why I'm Afraid of the Dark
Darkness.
It engulfs, it consumes, it overpowers.
It hurts, it maims, it kills.
It brutally murders.
It comes in the night, it surges and roars,
deafening.
And, it comes in the day,
it creeps up and attacks you from behind,
it jumps you,
beats you,
takes all your
hopes
and dreams,
and crushes your lungs before it blows your brains out.
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