Crawling in the Dark.

There was a girl, who had a curious spark,
And she was often drawn to what lies in the dark.
But know here, brothers and sisters,
Learn to heed not the unknown whispers!
These will echo and haunt down your mind,
And soon all world will be left behind.
There is but the corner which beckons you near
But if you go then you'll never come here.

Alas I digress with this tale,
Of this little girl now disfigured and pale.
So it was that she saw, through the corner of the eye
A shadow which moved and danced on the sly.
She followed it down, down to the cellar
Where she found a strange and tall fellow.
He invited her in, gave her bread and soup
And when she was done, his hand did the swoop!
Straight to her neck, and he held her high
And she saw the cruelty deep in his eye.

"I am shadow and mist which you have now seen."
He began, with his hideous grin.
"And your life is forfeit, to stay by my side.
We will not part and neither you'll hide.
You will not call for help, nor will you stray."
And again with these words, he smirked at his prey.
Then breaking her legs with a swift motion,
He sew her lips shut, to stop the commotion.

Time then went by, more than she'd find
And in the black, her eyes then grew blind.
So listen to me, listen to my words,
That if you find wise to explore other worlds.
Remember this child, who once played in parks
Has now been reduced to crawl in the dark.