Time and again I whisper,
To see what the dark whispers back.
Considering it disappointment,
Unless it speaks all that I lack.
For we all know the truth,
As we are candles in the dark,
Don’t stare too long friend,
As it will drive you mad as a lark.
Consider this your warning,
Careful what you shout into space.
You don’t know what’s coming,
Quickly, hungry to devour your face.