Category : Poems

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The darkness surrounds me like a pack of wolves. I cling to what light is left in this dark demented world, how much it pains to see how far we have fallen as human beings...what can one do in the midst of all the darkness? Is there hope to be had or is all lost for us?  One can only hold on to the light in which aids them in the darkest of times, may one day be the day the darkness is made light.