Feeling of darkness and lurking if the recess of the corner of my mind. Everywhere I run or hide it sits there next to me like an apparition. A dark ghost ever present. I run along a road it the far corners of the world and i look back it’s always present I feel its formless nameless timeless presence It scratches at my mind irritates it fill me with anger and gibes me no peace. Timeless formless past present and future a wraith like entity I stand on a bridge and look down at the tipping point of no return All I see is my dark reflection of the soul