there is time for thought,
in darkness there is time for tears,
in darkness there is nothing new,
in darkness there are only memories
I seek the dark times
where my tears are not seen
and my sobs are muffled
by my choking them back,
as if all is well within.
I nearly smile,
I cry a while
You, oh my old friend,
are my shelter,
you are my safe place,
you hold me within your walls
wherein I can feel safe…
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Mental (126.96.36.199) -- Sunday, June 14 2020, 02:13 am|
Oh yea she is my friend also my security from the world . Very nice,thank you
|Ing Twi Demalah (188.8.131.52) -- Friday, June 26 2020, 07:18 pm|
The sweet embrace of darkness...excellent write!!
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