Fear, pain, darkness all over me
The words my mind painted to describe my anxiety,
But no one I could speak of its entirety,
As I cry inside... my mind is telling me that I've lost my sanity. ...
Nay, dear one, ask me not to leave thee yet.
Let me a little longer hold thy hand.
Too soon it is to bid me to forget
The joys I was so late to understand.
The future holds but a blank face for me,
The past is all confused with tears and grey,
But the sweet present, while thy smiles I see,
Is perfect sunlight, an unclouded day.
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