The dark is the deepest when you go.
The lights trip and I am all alone.
Out sprawl my monsters.
Whispered taunts and they flaunt my sins
Naming each one.
They claw me open.
They draw my tears.

The dark is deepest when you go.
The lights trip and I must move on.
I know this place.
I know the corners.
I skim the heights.
Inch by inch.
I silence their screeches.
Its airless, its vacum.

The dark is deepest when you go.
And you've been gone too long.
I am slaying my demons.
I've traded on my dreams.
Jaded eyes see more than before.
My hands not searching for you any more.

The dark is deepest when you go.
and now I hope you never return.
Another beast awaits you here.
Never descend.
I am a darkling thing.
Of claw and scale.
A monster now.
And in my prowl.
Yours is the scent I hunt . . .
The dark is deepest where I lurk.
And beasts find a new queen