A Soft Slumber

I'm being taken to a world that exists

only in the Darkest Corner

 

I fight with every fibre and

muscle against it

 

I scream as loud I'm sure I've

stripped a chord

 

As I struggle I think about

the horrors within the world

 

Monsters, beasties abd other

things to frightening to mention

 

Terrible, horrible situations

await me with

an insight into myslef as the prize

for survivng

 

I'm growing weary from the battle

and I'm losing conciousness

 

As I drift off toward the

morose and evil

world

 

As I let the tiredness take over

 

I fall into a soft slumber