Dark

Darkness surrounds 

I can feel it breathing 

On the periphery 

Creeping about 

Just beyond my reach 

Given a moment of doubt 

It darts inward 

Quick and merciless 

Claiming ground 

Reaching from the shadows 

Like carrion 

The ravagers of death 

It feeds from my life 

Consuming endlessly 

In the entropy 

Beyond the shadow 

Becomes the vast nothing 

Nothing to find 

Nothing to reclaim 

Only the dark 

In the dark 

Live broken hearts 

lost relationships 

missed opportunities 

The dark 

Becomes me 

And I, 

Its quiet and final feast 

© Ron Simpson Jr. 

October 19, 2025