Tears In The Darkness

Tears In The Darkness short poem

What do you do when
you can’t stop the tears,
when your mind is overwhelmed
by your darkest fears?

When you dread the day
that will very soon come
and you reach the end
where it all once began.

The deep breath of life
slips beyond your reach,
though you beg and plead
and tearfully beseech.

Just one more day;
a month; a year,
to enjoy before goodbyes
are all you can hear.

But the dark vignette tinge
is creeping in from the edge
and your soul; your life;
your very essence, you pledge.

I’m not ready for the exit,
it’s too early to leave,
I beg you, on my knees,
for just one more reprieve?

Written by Darren Scanlon, 29th October 2014.
Revised 30th April 2015.

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ALL POEMS ©2015 DARREN SCANLON. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. * Words and music have always played a major role in my life. A life without being able to enjoy music and express in words would be, for me, empty and cold.I have been writing since age 16, some 30+ years now but have only recently started publishing my works. Since doing so in Dec 2013, I have published 4 novels and 5 volumes of poetry, (available on Amazon.co.uk).My words are my life. If they touch you in any way, if you are able to take something from them, then my work has achieved its goal and I am a happy man.Welcome to my world. Darren.
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