The dark keeps finding me

The harder I try to run away

The darker it gets; intensely

The darkness surrounds me

No hands can be seen, reaching

No shoulders to hug, embracing

Voices get lost, aimless echoes

And silence sits across from me

I can feel it killing me, tonight

Suffocating me inside its deep

Like tar the night hides me

Without stars to guide me

My mind has woven a spell

And I will die here in my hell

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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