Intruder

Obscure to where I am going

Blind to where I have been

Darkness over-rides my psyche

Leaving vision somewhat dim



I feel a surge of panic

Understanding the need to go

An unseen eerie presence

Impales a sense of woe



What lurks within these shadows

Causing such dismay

Forcing myself to move along

Wanting to survive another day

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is about things that go "bump" in the night.

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