Comtemplative 18
Darkness
Through the darkness I travel
Moving to move, with fear
Lost completely in the blackness
Slight movements I think I spy
In front of me, darkness moving
Or are my eyes going awry
What good can come out of the darkness
Nothing good, my mind fears, as I wonder on
Noises now I think I hear
What is this that I fear
Only darkness here, there, everywhere
I'm going mad, I want out of here
Not the only one trapped
Others, no, many are here
Stuck within the darkness
I need help, a sign
Just a direction to go
Again, controlled by the darkness.
Copyright 2000 Joe S. Lee