The Dark.

With light, vanishes existence. A great sea of black surrounds me, leaving me lost in a deep hole of endless possibilities. Nothing is there to be seen, only felt and heard. Hidden in this thick substance of nothing, could be anything. Horror could be right in front of my eyes, or behind my back; under my feet. But I wouldn't know it. Staring into the darkness, colors form of every shade. All stillness turns into movement.