Welcome to my dark side
There’s no place left to hide
Your demons are on the line
Ready to fight against mine

In the shadows I prowl
Hear my feral growl
On the hunt for the kill
Stalk the weak I will

My empty eyes opened wide
Ghostly horses gallop in stride
Hooves beat the barren ground
A lost truth waits to be found

Living with this damn curse
Makes the guilt feel worse
It’s only a matter of time
Before the bell’s final chime

In this place I live alone
Merely a skeleton of bone
No thoughts in this head
Worry not, I’m already dead.

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Photo & poem by Jason S. Sullivan, 06-18-20