Darkest Night

Darkest Night

A Poem by Rebecca Isherwood
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Just another old poem from my high school days.

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DARKEST NIGHT
A night of exhaustion
Pure and utter stress
Anxiety and worries
My body craving rest
A whirlwind of thoughts
Boggles my mind
I try to sort them out
But answers I can�t find
An attempt to single one out
Proves there are too many
There must be a solution
But I haven�t found any
Shoving and pushing them
To the back of my brain
Strength out of reach
I can�t stop the rain
The tears flood forth
Wet, stinging, and hot
Streaking my face
I can�t make them stop
Since nobody knows
There is no sympathy
I have no idea
What is wrong with me
Over the years
I�ve collected massive problems
My friends have counseled
And helped me to solve them
Now I�m completely alone
I can�t help feeling lost
Actions of others
Have such a cost
Consequences rampant
Seizing all its victims
I have a simple quest
Why can�t I find my HIM?

© 2008 Rebecca Isherwood


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Rebecca Isherwood
Rebecca Isherwood

FL



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I'm a Jane of all trades. I might as well be a centipede for all the things I have a hand in. I'm interested in all forms of art; Poetry, Photography, Drawing, Sculpture, Arts in general, Music, Lyric.. more..

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