Nov 21

The Dimming Light


Darkness.
Light.
It's leaving.
I'm not ready.
I'm not ready to be alone.
Please don't leave.
Please don't walk away.
Please don't dissapear.
I need you here.
With me.
To keep me safe.
To shield me from the dark.
I'm afraid.
So so afraid.
I can't move.
I'm frozen.
The light dissapears into thin air and the darkness engulfs me.