Exiled Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Exiled Darkness
Waiting in exiled darkness for a kind or gentle word,
finding that no one has even heard your plight.
Sitting, waiting forever for some sort of insight,
nothing happens to illuminate the darkness left behind.
All is lost, the realization hits an exact memory in
your mind as you go along in all directions, looking
for what you may not find.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
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