Darkness Stays

 

 

 

What is my fate

I try to wait

But sit and hate

This heavy weight

Getting irate

Cannot relate

Long for great

Much too late

 

Seem to require

To wear the attire

I sit and admire

Those that inspire

Out of this fire

Is what I aspire

Comes the dire

I begin to tire

 

Very contrite

Full of spite

Want to fight

Losing sight

Full of fright

Afraid of night

Look for light

Not in sight

 

Heart is numb

To escape from

And has succumb

Then shrank from

Abandoned scum

To shy away from

And then become

A small crumb

 

My mind a maze

On me it plays

Tricks in ways

It fills with haze

My heart ablaze

Away this phase

Time for praise

But darkness stays

 

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