My lovely Darkness

My lovely darkness


Tis the witching hours,
dark and full of gloom.
They call to me,
like the full moon.
Devils dancing in the penumbrae,
a feeling of comfort that pleads me to stay.
Night is the only time i am free
to let my demons out,
show the real me
Come dance round the fire.
Come as u are
no need for fancy attire.
Let the dark consume,
lifting your spirit,
lifting your broom.
Speaking in rhyme.
Calling out for help,
bending and stopping time.
Chanting our way into obscurity.
The night is my home,
a place of purity.
Marvel in the darkness,
bare your soul,
I'll be your witness.
A feeling of serenity,
under the stars,
calling upon an entity.
My immoral indulgence,
cloaks and daggers,
crystals and incense.
The darkness is all I've ever known.
So when the moon rises again,
step outside & Welcome to my home!