Darkness
Walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods
The deeper I go, the darker it gets
I peer through the window
Knock at the door
And the monster I was
So afraid of
Lies curled up on the floor
Is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy
Bea Dietrich-Gromotka 15/08/2021 13:48
..geheimnisvoll...!