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