Challenge
Write about not being able to see ahead of you.
Any genre, prose or poetry.
Confusion again
Chaos tries to run my mind,
I'm not sure how I've
survived this long
but I'm trying not to get behind
Please, don't stay hidden
come out and see me,
help to save me
my heart isn't made of stone
When I'm on my own,
the silence is frightening....
you're the light I need to see
the voice I need to hear
There's probably no way
to keep you close,
at least you're here
to be with me now
Take my hand when
you can see I'm fading
tell me you can hear me
shout that you love me, if you can
Now that I've seen
what life is like with you
knowing my name makes me happier,
please, keep your hand on mine.
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