Friday, 10 August 2012
For what or whom,
I am too confused to know.
Trying to clasp the tiny wisps of Hope
A tangible dread slowly rises,
Bitter, mystic gathering of images
Flash before my eyes.
I'm oblivious to the pain.
Where is my refuge?
Is this the sanctuary I dreamed?
A sudden voluminous velvet of darkness billows in the wind,
I succumb to the blackness.
Too helpless to fight it.
Emptiness surrounds me like a blanket.
My sanctuary shatters.
I sobbed and sobbed.
And outside the window,
The night is still silent.
((( august 10.2012.friday.1319hrs)))
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