The Dark

I can truthfully say I am afraid of the dark,
But what is even scarier than the dark is what is in the dark,
Scarier still is what I think I see in the dark,
And the scariest is what is in the dark that I can’t see.

Those creepy, crawly, scaly, slimy, dingy, dirty, leery, lumpy things,
Those luring, looming, seeking, sneaking, whispering, whimpering things,

The things that are unknown
The things we fear most
The things we run away from
The things we hide and hide from
The things that lurk in our minds
Are found in the dark

Turn around and meet these things.
What would happen?
Would you truly be consumed?
Would you learn things you never knew?
Would you discover things you wanted?
Is the dark really that bad?

Why is it that these things are in the dark?
Are they really bad or are you just not accepting?
Are they things really bad or are they just unknown?
Isn’t being scared of the dark just the fear of the unknown?
Don’t we become better people if we face these things?