Darkness

by melissa   Nov 12, 2004


Surrounded by darkness,
My eyesight gone,
I no longer see things anymore.
In the darkness,
My hearing sharpens,
I hear things I normally couldn't.
It is quiet, yet also loud,
People yelling, weeping, begging for help.
I want to help but cannot,
for I am one of them people,
In the darkness,
The darkness of hell.

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