Digging Wells Poem by Danilo Cabrera
Digging Wells
Digging wells, searching for light,
deeper, and deeper, moving blind,
further away, from the night,
emptiness, is left behind.
Memories, weaken my might,
with thoughts, these walls are lined,
suddenly, I'm filled with fright,
for in darkness, I'm confined.
But with life, I'll be forthright,
blinding light, I'm yet to find,
this is not, my burial site,
fate, is not always, unkind.
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