#PoemNo3 Before darkness- -j.r.m© 2016

Before darkness
comes emptiness,
echoing,
calling out to my soul…
reaching out
for my hands
grabbing them
and almost
pulling me under.
I become numb
before I know it
I’m swallowed whole
by emptiness and
spat out into
darkness.
 hand-reaching-for-help_h

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