The day is past. The night has come. And in the darkness cloaked silence those thoughts come crawling out, circling, gnawing, and preying on me. The ones that were too ghastly to utter in the light of day. The ones that menacingly threatened to meet me in the dark of night as they flitted past….
Tag: fight
The Fight…
I sit and contemplate – we arguedYou and I –In silence, arguing still.I am hurting and soAre you;But where did it all begin?With some non-issue! I silently stare ahead,Studiously avoiding your eyes.Thoughts flit into my mind –I wonder if we could go backTo not loving –‘Cause love and hopeSuccour pain,And sometimes tis better not to…
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