Dark-Emotions

The ebb of evening wrapped in its midnight was a friend, even in my crib, but a night light near the floor cast forth shadows stretching across to the door, cracked open, hiding the stranger I never saw, but heard its raspy breath, for it's the little ones who cannot name it, but their minds fit in between, between the ribs where I sat, crouched looking out watching. waiting, and knowing.

 My Angel hush now... my angel, is calling to me quiet now... my angel, is dying to be free sleep now... my angel, whats become of me solitude my angel, it's overcoming me loneliness my angel, becomes one with me death.. my angel...I'm finally...free fade now oh my sweet angel... remember me