left to the dark- all hallows

 

some things are best
left to the dark
to find their own way
through the light
shifting shadows
out of shadows,
the shallow air
of night
the fallow fields
of flight,
steal away,
steal away,
fleeting space
souls without a face
fingers interlace
no false starts
no second chance
cross your heart
and dare to glance
through windows cracked
are you sure
its you looking back?
knock, knock,
who’s there?
trick or treat
truth or dare?
broken truths
wishful lies
the turning of
a winter tide,
have you made
an alibi
to keep the fear
from burrowing
beneath your skin again?
is this the end?
round and round we go
some things are best
left well alone…

© 2024 robert greig