Darkest night before the dawn
wondering if ever will come the morn
Mellow moonlight my only guide
blackest clouds within reside
Sinking deep into the storm
Thoughts fill up,start to swarm
memories flood my weary heart
awakening needing life’s clarity chart
Never knowing when this night ends
or if into daylight darkness transcends
and so the old story goes
that only a woman’s heart knows
Strength and stature swept away
and even what’s weightless begins to weigh
Dark cloud beckons with no guiding light
nothing to hope for,nothing in sight.
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