Shadows Cling

The quiet darkness that

slipped in through the tiniest

slits and sat

growing and festering, 

Has all but swallowed me whole.

Thick black curtains sequestering

the light with in my soul. 

I desire to break away 

The shadows cling

begging me to stay.








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