Out Of The Darkness

Theres a place that is calling and waiting for me,
I can’t tell you where, and I neither can see.
Its right in my mind, but not in my sight ,
I can feel it calling long into the night.
The sounds of mourning are clearly heard.
Oh were are you crying from,please not my head.
Help me oh help me, I need some respite
As the morning dawns near, I can not seem to fight.
Laying here now ,feeling drained and alone,
Come to me darling,don’t let me moan.

Forever I hear you ,day after day,
calling my name from night until day.
I’m trying to get to you,wait for me now ,
but can’t seem to manage ,please won’t you say how.
For out of the darkness,your cries I can hear
I am coming my darling please let me near.
Calling and calling,wanting me so.
don’t call so often,for I need you to go.
In the depths of my loneness, I long for your tread,
but my reason says no, for I know you are dead.

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  1. Absolutely brilliant mac. I can identify with that a hundred per cent. You have great talent. I didn’t know poetry was among your gift’s?. Well done lady and i will be looking out for more :). What a gift! 🙂 x

  2. Well shads no one is more surprised than I am,about me writing poetry,written two in my life this one and the one yesterday.Thanks for your comments. Shads xxxxxxx Mac