Darkness
Darkness
The night surrounds me.
It settles on my skin
Like a set of clothes
Yet is not a comfort to me.
The night hides what is seen
In the harsh light of day.
Illusions appear in the dark of the night
Where is there is no shinning ray of light to dispel them.
The darkness smothers me;
Making it hard to breathe.
There are times that I feel like
It’s trying to consume me.
The dark wants me for its own
It wants me to succumb to it.
It wants to drag me in
And trap me inside it.
There are times that I am tempted
To fall into that deep oblivion;
No cares, no concerns, no pain
To just rest for once.
Copyright © Pamela Michelle Perry | Year Posted 2010
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