In My Darkness
Sitting in my darkness, no one around only
clothes..
Thoughts in my head of my childhood, mostly
no one knows..
My emotions run so high, I cry until I can't
speak, I sit here in my darkness for times
that I feel weak..
No one is ever there, noone understands, and
so I sit here waiting for the one with open
hands..
Maybe this day will never come, maybe this
is it until I grow old, maybe I'll take my
last breath with the sorrow of the lies they
told..
I dont know all the answers so until then
I'll cry myself to sleep..
Here all by myself, in this darkness that I
keep.
Rachelle Thompson-MacTavish
Copyright ©2006 Rachelle Thompson-MacTavish
