wrapped

Darkness closes in
Whats so dark
to begin with
In the deep recesses
of my soul

Firey shadows
chasing me down
An incandescent spark
Blinding
Eyes not so
Sharp
An image takes hold

Sounds inaudible
So why
can I hear
I bend I bow
Yet
It scourers my ears

Confusion closes in
Why so confusing
anyway
An abyss
Bleak and dry
My mind so cold

My sight
Restored
My hearing
Back
My mind
Clear
Shadows gone
All I can see
The Devil's spawn

Should always trust
My intuition
My deepest fears
Come
To fruition