December 24, 2007

I'm afraid of the night

Of what it makes me

Vulnerable. Exposed. Weak

The stars faint glow is not enough

I feel no comfort

On this vast plain I am alone

The winds blow softly

Winds whisper false alarm

A howl from the wolf

Comes from the dark

Unknown things lurk

I am afraid of the night

I am afraid of what it makes me

Isolated. Uncertain. Meek

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