A cringe in the Darkness

Walking at midnight

Saw a terror at hindsight

Neither He or she but an it

Can’t handle what was seen

Made my teeth grit

It was neither fat nor lean

Or maybe something in between.

Darkness never deemed as such a fright

It can’t be conquered even with might

Oh i’m shivering in this night

I want to run but time seemed to be still

slowly it approaches me

its presence growing, what a chill.

How will i handle something i can’t seem to understand

Now i wait, mercy is at its hand.

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