Darkness

Every time that is present in absent light's fairness,
Is the creepy, shadowy darkness!
Hiding everything under its gloomy atmosphere,
It becomes fears very own Shakespeare.
While I try to be friendly with it;
It hallucinates my very reason,bit by bit.

There is no escaping from its time of rule,
As it makes everyone's reason fool;
While fear builds with its very support,
Darkness lurks in corners, giving report,
To all the agents of evil;
Which in thorough, makes darkness a fearful devil.

Though to my very braveness,
I still become the victim of devilish darkness;
While it continues to swarm under night's hood
Light in wee morning hours comes to the very good.
And temporarily take darkness out;
While darkness leaves in my mind some hallucinating doubt.