Darkness
There is a darkness that light cannot find
Perhaps neurological: all in the mind
nevertheless, it's a most spooky place
housing strange shapes of forgotten disgrace.
Yet, once in a while, I will journey there
often to disarm an ugly new scare.
The last time I went there, I met a man
who dwells in the darkness by his own plan
The light hurts his eyes; it should hurt our''s, too
it shows the wrongs we can never undo
It's best, he says, to avoid all the light
and keep our demons safely out of sight
You now know my story (I might be dazed)
because by the dark, I'm no longer fazed
If I've wronged someone, please accept my shame
I didn't do it, my mind is to blame.
Copyright © Ann Peck | Year Posted 2024
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