Silent whispers echo
voices in the night
Darkness all encompassing
a blanket of moonlight.

An eerieness awakens
a beckoning unfolds
As shadows cast a filter on
the confines of the soul.

The velvet touch of darkness
obliterates the moon
A panic overwhelming
embraces me too soon.

Shapeless forms unending
brush against my skin
A search for understanding
this torment that I'm now in.

Eyes widen for a glimpse
in an attempt to see
Yet still a darkness covers me,
is this all but a dream?

As stars once formed a blanket
transparent memories
Confine me to the velvet touch
darkness is all I see.

© Christina
27th July, 2005