All alone
in
the dark
feeling
the weight
of
it
crushing
in
pressing
in
pushing
in
nothing
heavier
It has a death
of
its own
swirling
creaking
echoing
memories
making
madness
alone
in
the dark
surrounded
by
jagged
edged hopes smashed
remembering
of might have
disappointment
piled high
regrets
threaten crushing collapse
unseen
in the dark
and more threatening because
even
shadows lose to the dark
And then. . .
moon
shine
pushing back
giving
shape to shadows
make
it less
dark
lonely
fearsome
not real light
reflected
but enough
for
this dark
night
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