The dark ness of December

As darkness look’s at me.
For i walk to the night.
For my soul can not be saved.
As i surrender to the moon light.
Forever my soul asleep.
It feel’s there’s no escaping the curse on the moon.
The blind ness of fear. So deep and dark these time’s.
That the sun cannot shine down here.
I feel like a lost stanger stranded.
I fear i have killed. I hope it was just a deer in a field.