The darkness rises inside me BURNING,
Anger builds up,
Fist draws close,
My pain of loss comes to mind,
I’m screaming but let on-one is hearing me,
Then tears of pain runs down my face,
I become weak and powerless,
And no-one is there to help me,
And so I walk a lonely road,
The only one I have ever known,
Where it goes,
I do not know,
But I hope it’s with the dead.
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