Darkness isn’t just something that happens at dusk
A time of night or a color of one’s hair
Not the brown of one’s eyes
Or the shadows at the end of day
Darkness is a place in the heart
Where love no longer shines
Where laughter doesn’t reach
Darkness is a feeling long lost
And a caring no longer there
Dark
Bleak and mind numbing
Grief
Dark
Soul tearing misery that sees no end
Darkness
No edges or limits
It encompasses
All it touches
And it touches
Everything
The higher you go into the hills, the deeper the secrets...
A seemingly innocent piece of mail shatters the illusion of Beverly Hills luxury, forcing a terrifying statement from a powerful action movie mogul: "they can't kill us fast enough."
"Darkness
No edges or limits
It encompasses
All it touches
And it touches
Everything"
Love Tinka
No edges or limits
It encompasses
All it touches
And it touches
Everything
No truer thought ever written. This was a powerful poem. Just screams out realities. Loved it.