O the darkness that’s so cold,
And in this heart I want to know –
What is the purpose of life?
A need that cuts like a knife!
The darkness remains still,
And its presence I can feel!
Good and evil I understand,
But a purpose needs a plan!
In the darkness of my soul
So many things I don’t know!
Lost in the quietness of night
My spirit feels like fight or flight!
I had to rise and pin these words:
It’s like the ebbs of an ocean surge!
I wonder what others may say:
“A soul that couldn’t find its way!”
Emotions on paper I can find peace . . .
An inner unknown I have to release
In the darkness that’s so cold –
A troubled spirit that needs to know!
Epaphroditus© December 3, 2023
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