Foggy

Dark and Deep
Thick and Thorough
Long before this night
it came to be

Moving as one, pieced from a thousand Unknowns
forms a dueling fear

the Quietness seems only a game, perhaps waiting
ready

to

jump

Move closer
Step back.. hand forward
Resistance strains all movement
Ready for a wall. ready for the pain.

only to feel breeze?

Cold and Clammy
Weak and Woeful
No backbone or credibility

dark, unknown, quiet
Doesn't always live up to its scare tactic
I can walk through it, I can walk past it.