I am screaming into the endless mass of darkness and shadows that exists in my mind. Maybe it'll scream back. I dread it. I hope for it. I welcome it.

This a poem about a troubled failed relationship.

Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. Psalm 23:4

My first book I've written so please give positive feedback! Thank you for at least for checking this out!

Philosophical Poetry My own understandings expressed in Prose and Poetry.

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