Answer:
this is from a book called "Beyond the Farthest Star" by Bodie and Brock Thoene
Explanation:
I am the night. I am your night.
Descending upon you as your day slips away too soon, too suddenly.
I am the alien pod germinating in your bowels;
Sapping all your bodily fluids;
Keeping you alive just long enough to see me
Bust out of your corpse with teeth like razors
And acid in my blood and slime.
Slowly dripping slime.
Your night... Your barren infertile night... is upon you.
So this is a really dark poem from a girl with depression. But it's an "I am" poem. Please don't report me as crazy, I didn't write this. It was simply a poem from a book.
