My Darkest Hour

 my darkest hour

it's only me

fear beckons, but emotions are to far off in the distance

no arms to love me

no soul to comfort me

no peace of mind to lie my tired eyes to rest...

it's dark

empty

my darkest hour

creeps up from behind

snatching my heart from beneath my chest...

one look

one touch

left lingering in the distance

no smiles left to embrace my broken spirit

my broken soul

my broken heart

i lie alone...

in my darkest hour

Reviews

[_////---Elektrik Phanto..]

i'm totally in love with this one :) it's like someone gave a voice to a broken heart. the best works are always written by the heart controlling the hand, not the mind controlling the hand. i havent written anything in a while since i've been so mentally exhausted, but your poem has given me an idea for something. thanx!

[Victoria simply]

=[[ but so good