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Thursday 3 March 2016

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Slowly, the night stalked on
Stretching passed the curtains
With incisive fingers
Sharp insertions into our mind.
We cowered together
Gripped in arms
Under the last glimpse of daylight.
The darkness would come
And the terror it holds
Would find way to reality.
The air of desperation
Lingers menacingly
Mocking me
Obscured faces with lashing teeth 

Taunting me.
We dare not scream
And give fear life
Dare not look away
Keeping our enemy in sight
Yet, we could not withstand
Could not endure the distress 

Of this grueling contest
The torment of these meddling sins
Fighting for attention
Bent on atonement.
There are monsters out there
Even my demons have demons 

Lurking in the shadows of our life
Lurking behind the mind's eye
All misdeeds are witnessed
Penance must be paid.


Olsfred James 2016©

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