serenades for the nightshade
          morbid mirth,  unearthly wort
          strands of spider silk bind my
              Gothic-Midnight-Gloomy.

    777.              Inked—Year’s.

       the darkness seemed to haunt
       and terrorize me, who was lonely,
       unhappy with everything, and
       heartbroken. gloomy night.

          writing with a creepy situation
          full of unsolved mysteries, nym.

   me and the scary night

           the darkness that continues,
        the appearance that follows the
    darkness, the mystery that becomes
           dark: dark and dark, lonely.