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dark poetry by Theresa

Updated on December 9, 2011



A cold, dark feeling chills the air, a reminder that my enemy is always there.

Icy fingers against my spine, a whispered threat that’s hard to define.

An angry voice shouting in rage, I am trapped in this world, like a bird in a cage.

An injured heart wounded by fear, a small wish of hope, drowned by tears.

A tortured soul searching for light, I wander lost, in the darkness of night.

Betrayed by the thoughts of my own fragile mind, I dream of the peace I will never find.

By Theresa Bauserman


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