Show Me Your Dark and I’ll Show You the Darkness

Your little bark reached me… like trash floating through the void. Show me your dark and I’ll show you the darkness. If you wanted a nightmare, you just called the wrong monster. You barked like you owned the cosmic throne, but your body shook like a broken toy. Pathetic fury leaking from your teeth, a laughable attempt at fear. Your voice tried to claw at me, but it barely scratched the silence. You strutted like a warlord, yet looked like something the universe forgot to finish. Every breath you took was desperation wrapped in noise. I didn’t flinch. I didn’t breathe your name. Still, your knees almost folded like you finally realized how small you really are. SHOW ME YOUR DARK! I’LL SHOW YOU THE DARKNESS! Your bark snaps in half the moment it touches me. Your courage? A joke trying to wear armor. Your stance? A trembling mess pretending to be a threat. I’ve seen shadows with more backbone than you. You circled me like some legendary beast, but every step exposed your fear. You puffed your chest, but your spine was begging to run. A leaf fell, a worthless, harmless leaf, and you reacted like it declared war on you. I blinked once, and you recoiled like my gaze alone could crush your soul. You wanted darkness? You wanted chaos? Fine. I’ll give you something to scream about. SHOW ME YOUR DARK! I’LL SHOW YOU THE DARKNESS! Your roar is worthless, your rage is hollow, your fear leaks through every bone you own. I don’t have to strike, you collapse under your own noise. You’re a spark pretending to be fire, a squeal pretending to be thunder. You thought you were a storm… but you’re barely a malfunctioning door sensor. Next time you choose an enemy, choose someone who doesn’t mistake you for background static. NYAH. Darkness delivered. Your bark dies here. Your fury dies here. I walk past your threat like stepping over spilled garbage. This is your end, not because I struck you, but because you brought nothing worth striking.