The stormy clouds overcome me in the
Darkness. I reach out to try to grab the
Ones I love but I miss and try again. But
The dark day overcomes me and my thoughts
Become to powerful to imagine a good ending.
I see no end in near sight and I wish I did,
But I can't. My last dark day in here and now
Because I can't allow this to happen again.
But now I know the truth: everybody will have at
Least one dark day in their lifetime if not
More.
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PoetryThis is the truth:-Darkness-Lies-Hate-Corruptness Only the truest meaning to get out and away from those things is to face your inner thoughts and the truth!*Brady Bullington's second phenomenal poetry book!!!*
