The Valley of the Shadow of Death

I could feel the things that surrounded me before I could see them. Things that laid and awaited me in the shadows. They laid there in silence pulling and tugging me trying to beat and get me down. I was tested... They allured me to them with all the glitters of life but... without striff Then I started to see the things that was once in the meadows appear in the shadows. Love turned into hate Joy turned into pain Destroying everything I thought would be gained. Then without warning a hand appeared and a soft voice followed and said have no fear you have no arrears and delivered me into the morning. At that moment I was shown I never was alone. Dedicated to my Mother who also titled this poem even before it was written