rough draft
The things we do in the dark we always haunt us. When you think no one is watching, they are. When you think that the coast seems clear as day, it isn't. The dark engulfs us makes us feel safe from sight. It's the darkness wraps its arms around me and whispers sweet nothings in my ears when no one else would. It's the spark igniting the flame in my cold heart. Some say being alone is dangerous but every time I get two steps to close humans any and everything seems to burst right in my face. So I result to the darkness so that even if I get two steps to close it won't kill but rather embrace me. The next time you look down the hall and see nothing my a black array lining my door just know that the things i do in the dark saved me, but will always haunt me.

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