Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Darkness

The future is as unlit as a windowless hall at night.

Darkness


Darkness is my constant companion
Everything before me veiled
Stumbling I cannot find my path
The way is shrouded
Uncertainty fills my future
Which path to choose?
Dreams seem just beyond my reach
What is the point of even trying
When darkness is all that awaits me?

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Constance
08/03/2013
05:28:43 PM
Love this!
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