when darkness descends...
Sometimes darkness descends like an eagle,
swooping down like a vulture eyeing the rotting carcass of my dreams.
I can't outrun it,
And no matter how many times I 'shoo it away', it always comes back.. like a boomerang.
It's an odd existence,
always looking over your shoulder, wary of walking round corners...
knowing that at any moment, when least expected, the darkness will pounce.
It drags u down like a lion holding onto its prey,
the sheer weight of it pressing against u until ur knees buckle and u fall.
And once you're down... well the fight is almost over.
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