Darkness

    By John A. Wilson

     

     

    The darkness closes around me.

    It holds me like a lover’s embrace.

    Darkness so thick I can almost feel it against my skin.

    I don’t fear the darkness

    I welcome it.

    It feels warm and comfortable to me, not cold.

    Here in the darkness away from prying eyes

    I can finally be myself.

    Just me, not pretensions, no reputation to keep up,

    Just me.

    And no one can see my tears quietly fall.

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