Imagine a house

swarmed with darkness.

You have only a candle

flickering

as if it will die out

any second.

Now imagine:

your only source of light

suffocates.

All that is left is an abyss

Now picture a ghost-

A force of malicious intent

radiating

craving to engulf you in chaos

and kill you for its own.

Shadows,

latching onto your thoughts;

suffocating you,

twisting you,

until every part of you

breaks.

Warmth is like smoke:

it fills the room

but disappears

just as quickly,

as though it were never there.

All you will feel is cold

seeping into you,

freezing your heart

into ice,

crystallizing all that was light

into night.

Everything

came from darkness.

To darkness,

It will return.