There is a dark void where im standing, <br />its so dark id be scared to see, <br />if i were to turn on this light, <br />i dont know what there'd be. <br /> <br />On the other hand, <br />i like the darkness, <br />but just not this type, <br />this type makes me feel, <br />like my soul is being sucked from my body, <br />makes me feel like somethings not right. <br /> <br />On the other hand, <br />what is in the light, <br />im rather curious, <br />i fear this cold chill run down my spine, <br />like what i may soon see, <br />when i turn on this light, <br />might be something evil, <br />it might see me too, <br />it might want to hurt me, <br />hell, <br />what do i do.<br /><br />Sandra jacks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-do-i-do-part-1/
