Le Noir is Calling

Perhaps the idea of darkness is what instills the fear, rather then the affects of darkness itself... or not.

Grasping, falling drowning.
My heart can’t help but heave.
The darkness rains, it’s fluttering.
Blanketing all so I fail to see.

Where wanders light? I’m calling.
In this darkness there is only me.
Now reaching out, I’m wailing.
This damned darkness caused my mind to flee.

Oh, lo-
Hello Insanity.

 

Reviews

[Helena]

Wonderful write indeed. Imagery fantastic....keep up the good work!
Thank you for sharing this with us for my contest! ~ Helena

[Jacky Bones]

vrroom
this is insanity
loved it
the black is calling