Eccentric Scribblings

Baba Yaga (the youngest of the three) Don't take a stroll too deep in the woods at night Don't stray away from the path that is right Beware of the strangers when it's light But be more cautious of the walkers of night Because you never know what's lurking in those shadows Can be an animal from the wild Or an old woman who seeks a wandering child Retrace your steps all the way back home Don't look here and there Don't answer that voice calling you out from the shadows Don't let her find you Don't you ever look for her too Just keep walking straight And don't you dare hesitate For if she catches you She won't spare you She will eat you Decorate her hut from your bones Your skull will join many others in adorning the fence That surrounds the turning hut standing on  chicken legs... ~~~ From the Slavic folklore, Baba Yaga is a supernatural being or a tri...

I just want to disappear in the blackness of the night. Let the darkness of it cradle me in it's shadowy arms, Consuming me, concealing me from the harsh light  Encasing me in its cold embrace Like a blanket, giving shelter Numbing my senses,  Fending off my sorrows, Protecting me from myself. Clutching this haven I'm holding on too tight. Afraid to lose control I lost myself in time. Can't remember when the lines started to blur  I gave up all hope Losing all my will to fight.