Thursday, January 15, 2009


Darker, forward she comes
To face you without a face
You tremble before no one
Yet, she stands there waiting
You wonder where they are

Are you all alone now - NOW?!
In a time such as this?!
The worst of times, you think
You urge onward, fending her off
Long enough to say one word
To an ear that will carry on
Searching everywhere for naught

You feared this moment
Not for yourself but for them
Just one word...anything...
You search for the perfect thing
While you run - forever...

- Daniel Z. Garrett -

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