Dark Sometimes

Sometimes it wakes me, the stillness and quiet of the dark is louder than anything; like a ringing in my ears that sends vibrations through my entire body. Is this fear I'm experiencing? 

Sometimes it comes to me, the dark quiet, it comes when the sun is at its highest point. It comes from the shadows and I can feel it suffocating me. It's always near. 

Sometimes it calls to me, its seductions are sweet and mysterious and it's hard to say no. There isn't much fight in me anymore. 

Most of the time I find comfort in the darker side of things. The cold never seemed to keep me from the night.

I give in to this darkness. It's easy to justify,  because even the moon has shadows.