this side

I shall steal you from your death my sweet angel of black.

I will rob your grave of your bones and hide them away deep within my home.

You will not, you can not, you have not yet seen this side that is creeping below my skin.

I am frightened for you my love.

This beast which toils inside, hunting you.

There is little light where this creature roams.

It is the quiet darkness with soothes as my shadows bleed into your world.