Darkness Poem by Bree Swart
Darkness
Peering through the darkened past,
Searching for the light,
But the darkness is so vast,
It's hard to find what's right.
I toss and turn, and spin around,
Trying to plant my feet, firmly on the ground,
I stop and stare with an outstretched hand,
Pleading to get out of this sorrow land.
No ones around,
I am all alone,
I try to move, but stumble down,
To happiness I am prone.
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