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Darker Thoughts

The days roll in and out

The sun shines bleakly

Ghosts of the past scream!

As if from the abyss, he hears them call

And he sees my gaze,

Dark and deadly.

He knows I’m calculating, formulating

I no longer have pure thoughts

Revenge has clouded my mind

And he knows he should be careful

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Dark Clouds

It’s a dark day today

Clouds grey silver blanket the sky

Morning feels like night

And we welcome the cold weather after the warm summer

I’ve been to dark places

But I never entertained them

Each time they utter “the word”,

I slip further down the pit.

Darkness!

Darkness engulfed me

But I refuse to be taken by the demons that tempt me

I refuse!

I’m still struggling

And I still hate myself for being weak

But I won’t let the darkness take me

I will never let it take me

It will never take me

When The Sun Went Down

The day the sun went down,

It never came back up again.

The world was dark say for the stars and the silent moon

But their light was faint.

“Goodbye”, said the sun

And it set forever, never to return.

Dark

Deep

Frozen

Chaotic

Abyss

Silence

They feared all this. She thought she was too dark to handle

In The Dark

I see light in the dark

I see it clearly when I close my eyes

I see when others don’t

Because I believe

Observe

Grey sky

People rushing by

Sound of thunder, rain coming

I was just there, transfixed, just standing

Watching everything and everyone move, flow

Red

Red were my eyes because I chose to leave

I left because you needed me but didn’t want me.

Red was the sky, crying just like I

I left because I had to.

I needed to be me

To be free

From the faults and false of you.

Red was my heart, bleeding,

Almost dying

The sun descending in the west,
The evening star does shine;
The birds are silent in their nest,
And I must seek for mine.
The moon, like a flower,
In heaven’s high bower,
With silent delight
Sits and smiles on the night.

Farewell, green fields and happy groves,
Where flocks have took delight.
Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves
The feet of angels bright;
Unseen they pour blessing,
And joy without ceasing,
On each bud and blossom,
And each sleeping bosom.

They look in every thoughtless nest,
Where birds are covered warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
To keep them all from harm.
If they see any weeping
That should have been sleeping,
They pour sleep on their head,
And sit down by their bed.

When wolves and tigers howl for prey,
They pitying stand and weep;
Seeking to drive their thirst away,
And keep them from the sheep.
But if they rush dreadful,
The angels, most heedful,
Receive each mild spirit,
New worlds to inherit.

And there the lion’s ruddy eyes
Shall flow with tears of gold,
And pitying the tender cries,
And walking round the fold,
Saying, ‘Wrath, by His meekness,
And, by His health, sickness
Is driven away
From our immortal day.

‘And now beside thee, bleating lamb,
I can lie down and sleep;
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee and weep.
For, washed in life’s river,
My bright mane for ever
Shall shine like the gold
As I guard o’er the fold.’

From: https://www.poemhunter.com/poems/night/page-1/13143/

Dark Days

I see the light in your darkest days

I see the moon on a moonless night

I look forward to the sun rising after it has set

I choose to see light even on the darkest days

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