Darkness
Night sweats to nightmares,
when will this torment seest.
Teary days to hateful days,
when will this torment seest.
Empty hand to empty heart,
when will this torment seest.
Days to nights; nights to days.
How will this torment seest.
Copyright © Amber Davis | Year Posted 2010
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