40 Dark Nights

Complete darkness, nothing seen

I hold your hand, afraid to let go

Not able to recall your soft features

Thinking about your suffering brings tears

Senses are hightened, but not sight

I can't remember what's wrong or right

From the distance, something clambers

Light floods in as if to stare at the Sun

Torture engulfs me, realizing I may lose you

Our hands tighten, begging to not let go

Advancing toward the light, grip loosens

Panic sets in, hands fall apart

Everything goes numb, hope exists no longer

Reviews

[Kyle A. Smith]

lulz.

i liked this one.

theres not really a part that sticks out to methough
but the last line does do some justice.

noticed that sun is captiolized too.

also i like the part about how hands fall apart.

[Lydia]

This is absolutely beautiful.
It's so real it made me panic as well...
Goosebumps, in fact.
Well done.