Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Tonight

The still of the night,
the deafening silence,
then the brilliant darkness
and my arid soul.

With glazed eyes,
numbing grief that chokes my heart,
averting many a tear with all my will,
I pause time to reflect.

A blaze burned,
A fever raged,
A fire cooled,
The pain eased
I did triumph then.
I looked on as they carried me away. 

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