In the darkness

 

In the darkness

I think of light

And when it will come

I think of light

And what I’ll be doing

Later on

I think of what I’ve done.

 

In the darkness

I think of shame

And when it will disperse

I think of shame

And hope for something better

Later on

I fear it will be worse.

 

In the darkness

I think of ice-cold water

And when it starts to trickle

I think of ice-cold water

And plan to find some shelter

Later on

I know life is fickle.

 

In the darkness

I think of red-hot fever

And when its heat will burn

I think of red-hot fever

And aim to sweat it out

Later on

I feel the heat return.

 

In the darkness

I think of light

And when it will be bright

I think of light

And how to spend what’s left

Later on

I wait for the long night.

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Stephen Gospage

Fri 27th Nov 2020 16:35

Thanks to Zushka and John for the comments and to Ray, Bramwell and Jordyn for the likes. Yes, the darkness is a strange place and our demons have a habit of invading it, even if we lock them away. Perhaps it's down to imagination.

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John Coopey

Thu 26th Nov 2020 09:40

The daemons in your head can come out at night. I have a box I try to put them in. But they don’t always stay in there.

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Zushka B

Thu 26th Nov 2020 06:24

Beautiful

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