Night
Alone I sit
Entombed by the black
The day has again forsaken
There is no turning back
The wall clock bears witness
Seemingly my only confidant
The second hand’s every tick
Is but another cruel taunt
Memories, visions
All come to call
Recounting the pain
Each step before the fall
The darkness can hide
The sum of flesh and bone
But my demons see all
And know when I’m alone
How do I fight
What I cannot see
How do I overcome
What is inside of me
I must endure
For the night will pass
I pray it goes quickly
And succumbs to daylight’s wrath
And now every new dawn
Becomes both blessing and curse
Bringing challenges into focus
And new mountains to traverse
Copyright © Gregg Marcucci | Year Posted 2021
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