I Write Poetry

The Dark
No one escapes the dark, my friend
No one escapes the searching dark
The sun sets eventually
The candles extinguish their spark
It may creep in like a phantom
Through cracks in doors, window casing
Stealthy, 'til it's suddenly there
As its thick void you are facing

No one escapes the dark, my friend
No one escapes Earth and Axis
The moon always conquers the sun
Not to light, to highlight its absence
It may fall like weighted curtains
Harsh and sudden in its nature
Ears hearing the loudest silence
And eyes defeated in failure

No one escapes the dark, my friend
No one escapes fully unscathed
The dark we fear most lies within
Some gradual, some born enslaved
Like raven's wings beating our hearts
Like night fog obscuring our view
Invading, dominant presence
Invading the brightest of rooms


No one escapes the dark, my friend
No one escapes very long
Journeying until it finds you
If by word, by deed, or by song
There is no defense, I tell you
Its cold will come bearing its mark
But rest, knowing you're never alone
Because no one escapes from the dark