The Darkness (1/2)

Do we ever recover from blows that we're dealt?

Do we just learn to live with the dent?

Does the sting ever fade from the pain that we've felt;

Does it mingle with each sentiment?

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When a child's full of life, they have power to spare.

As I grew, a full charge was increasingly rare,

And today, I am weary and full of despair

As the world flickers swiftly to darkness.

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I remember how friendships, in earlier years,

Used to fill my whole outlook with light--

And I wince at the contrast, and wipe away tears;

There is nobody with me tonight.

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Where's the joy of companionship I used to know?

Do I have friends at all now? Oh, where did they go?

All the struggling of decades! What have I to show

As the world flickers swiftly to darkness?

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I can see how the wicked have chosen their own,

See their heroes' contempt

For the values I prize.

I can hear the brutes howling! I let out a groan

As they burn the world down

Right in front of my eyes!

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(to be continued...)