Darkness falls darkness looms, the cries of despair I hear frm the lips of disdain, I feel the load and burden of this darkness and its like a deep blue sea. The more I stare is the more I see wat I wish to, the more I am scared, not for the unseen or the unknown but for the scarry images I see... How can I see so clearly when the darkness covers my eyes? How can I have so much faith in the images am not even sure I can see? How can I know which this is, a nightmare or a dream.. How is it I find the solitude of this darkneSs warming? How can I not fear wat this darkness hides? Sitting here I see with the clarity of a blind bat flying freely and avoiding all obstacles. In all this dark mirage I see a lot of faces, some fade into the darkness as quick as they came while others shine and light me out of the darkness, I am not sure if am ready to leave this darkness behind