Getting Darker All the Time On This Ride

It's getting darker All the time I sit alone It's getting darker With every poem I try and include Another a one single person more You know the score No need for or telling you How stupid and disrespectful of me Thinking or believing It's only just poor little me Who knows It's getting darker all the time As you yourself aren't blind either It's just none of can see When all the lights have gone out And we are left Contemplating and imagining What is truly going on out there and happening In the pitch dark journeying on this ride forth All alone without someone else's Comforting hand to hold onto