My darkness

My world is a very dark place
one where time and physics hold no sway
one where your senses are clouded by a darkness
the darkness of my mind
a place where your vision becomes opaque and all your hearing is turned to endless drops of water
or is it blood?
a place where the texture is course and gritty and the smell is the coppery scent of blood
for this place changes on imagination on a whim of the mind
as your mind takes hold
a black rain starts to fall across a blood red moon
you will become the darkness and the darkness will become you