Dense Darkness Poem by Nick Kler

Dense Darkness



Who knows the act of God?
Whose name should I call?
Talk to me
O' vicious loneliness
Who should I call?

If I stay quiet
Every moment
Stings me like a snake
If I start to sob
Sorrows cut into my soul
Oh! what a mess

Dense darkness,
Hold on to me
Sometimes
And walk's with me
Just till I fall sleep

Tuesday, August 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: alone,darkness,journey,life,loneliness
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