Something is moving in the dark

I can feel it next to me

I can't see it

Touch it

It's presence is surrounding me


It's dead

Like the corpse I had seen

on the bed earlier that day

Just there face down in the sheets


My life is like the corpse

My soul the sheets

Problems too big to face

I hide in the dark


Will it steal me away from the darkness


Will it take me deeper in


It takes me in its arms

The blood drains from my limp body

Now I must lie on the bed

Face down in the sheets

For some lost soul to find me

on it's journey for peace 


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