365 Days of (Original) Art (& short form Poetry) ::::DAY 5:::: Pixelated Data
I used to be afraid of the darkness.
Horror Films would come to life each night;
though not in my dreams.
I thought I was going crazy,
with the things I would see.
Most people could hear 'white noise',
or see it on TV --
I could see 'colored noise' --
in the darkness, all around me.
Any vision held
within my mind's eye,
would begin to form in front of me.
I didn't fully innerstand way back then.
Pixelated Data.