Dark Nights

Dark Nights

A Poem by Kena
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True, every word.

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My tears fall silently
Hitting my arm gently, yet coldly
I can hear the whispers
Of all the bad things said to me

But nothing can be done here;
No clock can turn back time.
Even though the morning was one of the best,
The afternoon turns the tables on me.

At times it seems that no one will ever understand,
Or even want to understand.
God is the only one who sees my tears in the darkness
Until I stare into the mirror,
Seeing a face so beaten when no harm has been done.

Dark nights are never fun,
Yet they occur often.
Why?

© 2010 Kena


Author's Note

Kena
No rude comments, please.

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I'm sorry, hopefully things will switch to the better. Hang in there!

Posted 15 Years Ago


sad... if it's true, hold on...

Posted 15 Years Ago


It's not your fault.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Kena............... I'm sorry

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Kena
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What can I say? I've gone from stories to songs. But I guess songs are stories, too. I love God and music, in that order. God has given me so much, it's overwhelming. I complain a lot, but I think.. more..