Dark Desperation

Written by: Trudy Diane Rider

the only sound is
weeping, weeping, weeping

Dark shadows
	o’er taking, suffocating
feel it
looming, looming, looming

Tired and broken
	losing the battle
tire, tired eyes
seeping, seeping, seeping

Tears, soft and hot
	down saddened cheeks slide
onto heaving breasts, heart
booming, booming, booming

Remembering warmth
	security a myth
for now there is only
sleeping, sleeping, sleeping and
weeping, weeping, weeping.