The demons breed in darkness

shunning light

and silence

breathes of death and dying

in the night

I fight

to keep the fear from gaining ground

and in the darkness

make no sound

until I see the light

The sun

dispels the shadows from the sky

and sharpest morning

sears my eyes

until at last I run

The battle ends in silence

as begun

and victory

tastes of blood and ashes

on my tongue

M.C. Sak © 2003-08-13