Child of Darkness

Looking at the moonlight, I feel loved and safe
I know that no one can hurt me
I walk around the dead lands wearing a smile
I silently welcome the eerie sounds
They comfort me in knowing that I am alone
And can safely go in to my own little world
Spirits can talk to me without interruption
And wolves and crawlies are free to roam
I do not care if all think I am crazy
For I know that that is the truth
People may call me Psychotic
But I am forever known as the Child of Darkness

                                               -- Jalisa Smith
                                                   June, 8 2014