I walk in the shadows
Craving the darkness
My heart at one with the night
The desolation that is my deepest self
Needing the blackness, melding into it
Disappearing into the nothingness
And taking solace in the anonymity
Cherishing the few hours of escape
But knowing that all too soon
With the coming of the light of day
I will have to face once more
The wasteland that is my soul

Terri Lyn Stanfield


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