Albert Witz


Late Night Woes - Poem by Albert Witz

Dear silence, old friend of mine
ambiguity stricken doubt plaguing any inner sanctum
clinging to thoughts unspoken, wrought with insecurity
I bring no false duplicity, eternally bullied down by psychotic fits of misery
Follow me to the depths, the void, the barren vile world of my demise,
where those words which whip and lash reside,
where the memories mangled and mowed by blackness thrive,
where the subtle creeping shadows slowly enclose around my mind.


Comments about Late Night Woes by Albert Witz

  • Rookie Albert Witz (8/6/2013 2:13:00 AM)

    Wow thank you for such a kind compliment Dave. I really appreciate it. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,910 Points Dave Walker (7/27/2013 5:20:00 AM)

    A very well written and well worded poem.
    How you have written it gives it a subtle dark undertone.
    Really fantastic. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013


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