'Darkness': - Poem by Sherry Painter
The clouds roll in,
Like the feelings inside me,
They mirror them, my feelings feelings,
Mocking them, practically,
Like a mean old mime.
They swirl, nothing but darkness, no light to speak of,
Like the clouds are as they take turns dancing in the sky,
Making their own dark dance,
It is beautiful, I admit,
But inside me,
It is not beautiful,
The clouds seem like they've take control of my heart,
The clouds treat my heart like a marionette would his marionette doll.
Why do I feel like this?
What is the cause of it?
I do not know,
These emotions are strong,
They consume me,
Not taking mercy on me...
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