Life scarcely sustained, black is
the night, vicious is the pain.
Deadly gloom walks by my side,
this life I sometimes cannot abide,
I have looked to the heavens, no
peace did I find, neither God, Satan
or I can control my mind.
Clouds like whispers move here and
there, my thoughts find no solace I
have searched everywhere. Bitter
silences, graceless, disillusioned concern,
reflect upon the hopelessness, darkness
spent into the light, intent, and fright.
Defaced, lost, a wilting world, nothing
sacred, lonely soul, waning time in a deadly
whirled. What lays in the end, weakening
breath, doors closing, the door to death, I
lived my life within a stormy sea of abuse;
I now must cry out in regret.
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4 thoughts on “When and Where Will It End…”
Wonderfully dark. I like.
Thank you “brokenarrow” good to see you again. Ann
Shocking in its dark intensity. Powerfully written thank you.
Thank you for your kind words. Ann
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