When I was a little boy 

I used to fear eerie nights!

Bleak and dark they seemed to me,

Without a tiny tint of light.

 

But now I like to spend my time

In the corner of an unlit room;

Hours in a row and days together,

With my friend whose name is ‘Gloom’.

 

There’s no peace that’s left to find;

There’s no site to hide ahead!

There’s nowhere except for one;

And that’s a dark place in my head!

Published by Pranav Hegde