The darkness inside of me

Most people are afraid of the dark. They fear it, scare themselves silly at the dancing shadows. They imagine what lies deep into the abyss and run cold. They hate it. Try to illuminate it. Don't like to be alone in it. Avoid it. That's human nature though, right? To run towards the light and away from the dark?

Not me.

I crave the darkness. I need it. I dress myself in it, and stay up all night watchig the flickering shadows. I can imagine every horrible thing in the dark and smile from comfort. I can be inside the pitch black and not feel disturbed. I've been like this since birth, running towards the darkness instead of away from it. Why, you ask?

Because I am the darkness. I make people fear me, and make people believe that I have evil things within me. I make them run to their bed for the warmth and comfort they believe protects them, even though the dark surrounds them. I play with their minds, driving them to the point of insanity.

It's almost amusing.

Illuminate your house all you want. Tell yourself the horror isn't real, but know this.

You can never escape darkness. It will always be on your heels, it will always be in your mind. It will never leave.

I will never leave.