not my decision.
not yet.
thief, knight of night.
he steals
those i don’t know,
personally.
toying with me.
circling.
seething death.
his has roamed around
my life.
he will decide.
no one knows
what he looks like.
reaper, shrouded in darkness.
i’ll never know.
and if i did?
i would never tell you.
that’s not my—
-Sydney Burke, ’23