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Written for Spidey's Weekly Contest |
SILENCE The night is dark and cold, no sound to break the silence and I long for morning's light, wishing for the will to live, and God, give me sunshine... if only for a little while. The rational part of my mind tries to convince me that there is nothing to fear, I pull the covers tight over me, close my eyes in search of ever elusive sleep. Yet sleep brings only haunting dreams that take away any sense of security. There are only ghosts of the past mocking my pleas for rest; I get up, turn on the light. Morning will come again, along with the mourning and tomorrow I will forget for a little while that once we were... and are no more. Countrymom 4/20/06 |