C Marie Johnston

I Seek

If darkness is my companion
Than it’s equally my foe
And charcoal sketches blotted
Much like my mascara smudged
Now in this dimness I defend
All I can suppress until it’s
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The night is not so bleak though
Because it makes a perfect cloak
To mask the hidden treasure
I call my own, while
Lifted by the voices
Who sing a diary of long ago
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So in those words I unearth
I’m not the only one
Who cries for others pain
And longs for answers
To relieve so-called burdens
We should not carry alone
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