The Force

Written by: Tim Ryerson

When the blackest nightmares were realized
and bitter truth pierced cracked, brittle armor
When candles of last hope flickered and faded
and darkness closed on the edge of vision
When despair careened towards insanity
and aching fists and fingers began to slip
When the abyss called, a mighty hand reached
and lifted me silent to higher ground


The first win for this poem was a first place award in a contest hosted by Brian Strand on 9/6/2012 for: 'CONTEST NO 196 any theme/form max 10 lines'
Written on: 8/8/2012