Nyctophobia V Nocturnal

Inky somberness, jet black doom as I draw the curtains in my living room.. the dark duskiness is a scarey sight, a nyctophobia sufferer’s fright..but blackout is ideal for the creatures of the night, they come out in force to avoid the light..naturally nocturnal whilst resting thru the day, camouflaged amidst trees well hidden away

One is afraid of the unknown, deep amidst the depths of beyond, an apprehension of dread like a grimy, greasy pond..an unexplained trepidation, engulfing one’s soul.. a blindness of oblivion in such a smutty sinkhole..yet in the depth of this uncertainty with obscurity and unclear lurks Mother natures animals trying to survive without fear.. so they come out in the twighlight when humanity rests and sleeps.. a comfortable creature crawls and creeps.. avoiding any brightness, they nestle as the morning’s light, escaping predators until the onset of night