The Panther
There is this darkness lurking around me,
Like a panther on the hunt.
Waiting for my mind to slip
So, it can pounce.
I can hear its steady pace,
Soft pattering paws,
Patiently inching forward
Ready to claw into my soul.
But I am always a step ahead.
I do not sleep.
I do not allow myself solitude.
I numb myself with work.
And I smile to show it that I am not afraid.
But then at times I wonder,
Would it be so bad
To let its teeth sink in
And let the darkness engulf me.
Would it be warm?
I wonder how much worse could it be,
Than this life.
-Mild Reflections















