RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Frightening Images - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Alone in a place, frightened of the images old
Dark horizons, forbidding light to enter,
scaring innocence to hide within.
Devouring life, settling into myriads of hours,
decaying the minds of children.
Softly creeping, encouraging silent weeping
throughout the years.
Praying, wishing, hoping, all to no avail, as
silent darkness creeps always forward to every
Leaving no hope or joy, only the insistent
declining of age through the endless years brought
on by abuse.
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