Under the hidden moon

Creepin up on the dark in the evening hours.
Showin face in dawn's final light fallin like a coward.
Leavin me standin in a stare as sight is in use of peripheral.
Alone with the night fallin upon my skins texture so visual.
Jus so it can see me as it surrounds me with every angle covered.
Usin me to fulfill its own gain as if a virgin lover.
Stalkin me slow enough so it jus cant be heard.
Lil does it know I'm waitin with experience ready to put in the work.
Darin it to attempt to surprise me like I don't see it comin.
With a silent giggle held in til my glory is chucklin.
Still n quiet my heads on a slow swivel watchin it cover me.
Under the hidden moon a war is bout to rage as I breathe.
Calmin the numb that's taken control of my nerves.
As the trees shape the midnight skies into a blur.
Slick like camouflage it's as if it luvs to play this game.
Reachin for me in plain sight unseen as the wind whispers my name.
At the most vulnerable time it comes to claim its prize.
Yet I will not go down unless my body is dragged from its fight.
Pitch black darkness is the absence of light bein pushed into yesterday.
But what it fails to realize is my desire to live is simply not afraid.
Armed with will my only defeat is never to stand for self.
Cuz in my mind I know there is no heaven nor a burnin hell.
As the time has come to try n gather my bones restin as I sleep.
The fallin shadow jus doesn't know I am awake n for its blood I fein.