Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Poem - Darkness

Coming out of the door I was hounded by a darkness;

It stayed at my heels and tripped me,
again and again,
until I was prostrate.

Forward it guided me to the pit of destruction;

Staring into the abyss I decided to turn;

I moved to the darkness and found that when I stepped into it,
I stepped on top of it.

To the best of my ability,
I moved towards the darkness and found myself climbing a staircase...

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