Darkness

Stormy, opaque, despair
The foreboding night enshrouds me
Ominous, morose, desparate
I feel it: the nefarious, sinister cloak
The evenings are bleak and dismal
It's the seclusion; the secrecy adds a morbid mystery
A heightened sense of trepidation
Nightmares, illusions, hallucinations
Why does the darkness torment me so?

Just a little poem I wrote while I was bored at work. :)