#WritcoPoemChallenge
As far as a letter goes,
It was nondescript,
The message it carried was sinister
In faded ink, secrets slipped.

It arrived on a rainy night,
Envelope sealed with a mark,
A whisper of darkness took flight,
In the depths of a world gone stark.

The words danced like shadows on walls,
Each line dripped with unspoken dread,
Echoes of past, the ghostly calls,
Of things left unsaid, of things long dead.

“Beware the silence,” it warned,
“For in its depths, the truth lies bound.
A storm is coming, the skies have mourned,
And in its wake, no solace found.”

The clock ticked slow, time stretched thin,
Each heartbeat echoed the weight of fear.
I turned the letter, hoping to win
A glimpse of light, some comfort near.

But every line wove a tangled thread,
Of betrayals past and futures bleak.
Images flickered, like phantoms led,
To the corners of my mind, where shadows...