the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, cold and alone are we.
the light for which you petition
flares once, then dies,
consumed by the all-encompassing dark.
all hope must surely perish.
your soul flourishes no more.
how could this have happened?
our dark emotions surround us, crying,
we are now adrift.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Upon Poems
Poetry"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
