It followed me here

the sound
a leef
         falling
or unsettling
darkness cawling.

 i cant deetect
  wont let eyes adjust
id keep this unknown
          but i haf to know... i must.

ill stare and ill stare
and stare and stare and stare and stare
till  breething   quickens
and  my emotions scare

cause  i heard it behind
   and it creeeeped   slow
straight     beside me
and  where my feet must   go.

and now       that im back
its  silent.    its neer.
this blackness, im afrraaide
has              followed            me                  here.

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