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A Cry in the Dark
Unyielding, the black hole held within. Despair, molds my identity. A tenacious dark cloud strangling me, much as a supple feathered sham. Boughs pierce, pull me down. A remnant of reflection frayed with time. This dismal abyss filled with worn grief, aged and yet fresh. Cold stares, pools of red spread beneath. Dread of these visions of yesterday's truth. Can one escape with limbs tied with rope, powerless to rise? The screams, sole dormant echoes with no one to hear. Anger adjoins rage to stay inside, for pain ignites with their blows of horror, night and day. A dismal sigh, yells subside. Prison them within or you will die. Disheartened with quiet wrath lingers inside, nevermore acknowledged for terror abides. Now is the time for these screams to engage. As they untangle taking anguish away.
Please forgive me while I work on these two emotions of anger and rage. I am attempting in all ways to allow words to come out, whether good or bad, to find these in the most positive way possible....I really am not a miserable person....just trying to dislodge pain of my past to walk on in peace and harmony...Thanks...
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