Reckless with Abandon,
scared and showing fright...
There are no horizons
which he wants to see tonight.
Darkness pushes its way
into a heart grown cold,
traces of light no longer gleam...
His fairy tale is no longer lived, or told
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You paint a very sad and forlorn picture my friend, but so many suffer in the darkness, some never find the light again. An excellent write Shelley. Melvina