The Shadow
She stands alone and she cries the tear
that nobody knows and nobody hears.
Beginning each day with hope for the night.
No emotion is present only existence and fright.
Where pain begin's as the morn arrives.
Only to leave when all hope has died.
Where all seems lost there's no dream or Care.
The light of day and the night somehow share.
Intake now the Shadow givin life now to end.
Accepting the silence, as depression begins
Copyright © Linda Doster | Year Posted 2006
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