The dark heard me.

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It was near. I heard it’s voice.

The silent shrill, the terrible noise.

Out in the dark was something,

I had never seen.

But the problem was,

I didn’t know what it had been.

Some call it the unknown,

demons for others.

But I didn’t know what

took over me and I craved

for the embrace of my mothers’.

The dark and it’s solemn glare,

were enough to tell me,

that the things that you never see

are the most frightening.

When the garb of shadows,

was all around my being,

I realized, perhaps

the dark was an adventure.

Adventure is all we seek,

but it is the dark

that presents the most vagaries

to thee. Hidden in the dark,

might be anything.

The only concern is to

blink and find a new thing.

For the ‘unknown’ will remain

what it is,

when you start to see

every dark patch will

start to tell a story.