My Dream Last Night

The town overrun by utter darkness accompanied by its son of a bitch cousin.. Silence.

It's cold.

Snow heavily falling from the phantom above .

Its late. 

The roaring winds raided my sound box .
I pelt along home
Abandoning tracks for evil to follow.

Drawn by the scent of horror,
Disguised as delight.
Filling the place; of great fright

I hurry to the end.
 I look left
  I look right
    The extinction of life perfumed the block.

I feel as if I'm being stalked,
I pursued on ruining the snow coat worn by the street,
Infected with unpleasant thoughts.
Will the chicken make it across?

Hoping to wake up tomorrow, ridding myself of this dreadful night
Within eyesight of my dwelling I'm overtaken with hope.
Taking my last steps into either tomorrow or my undeserving tragedy

I halt in place.

Dominated in solitary, It's almost here, I can feel it, I can..

As I make it around the final lap,

My whole body now turned, stiff,  as I open my fear shut eyes and see..
     The perfectly placed prints and my shadow on the street given birth by the flickering lamp.

                                       You've never seen someone so dark..