Into the Dark
I am not ready to disembark into the dark
amid the cold and the confused
the waters there spit down on my soul
washing out my way
as my conscience cries
thru reddened eyes
It is not far but it is long
and long i do
for those simple sounds
percolating amongst the warm
the comfort, the care
pain might disappear
I call out to the east
begging that fateful breeze
if only
but it will not
and I disembark
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2018
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