This silence that always awaits for me <br /> I turn for help, yet no one is there. <br /> I look right, left and right again hoping; <br /> Hoping someone might jump out that this will be over; <br /> But all I see is darkness <br /> <br /> I am guilty of naught, but misfortune. <br /> In this world of mine, I have been guilty until proven innocent. <br />I look to the sky and wonder why? <br /> I have long stopped praying for a better tomorrow; <br />for if there was such a god why would he give me my today? <br /> I look to the clouds to see what is to come; <br /> But all I see is darkness. <br /> <br /> I see no gap in these dark cloudy ridden times <br /> and so, I embrace it; <br />Darkness has become my life. <br />Old friends and family pass me by, <br />No longer am I deserving of even that second glance. <br />For no longer am I human, deserving and wanted. <br />I live by today and today is a new day. <br /> I wake up in the morning <br />and look at myself in the mirror; <br />But all I see is darkness.<br /><br />Dillon Crawford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/darkness-325/
