Ten Years In Darkness
A decade, a generation
ten years, a drop of time
ten years I walked in darkness
until I found you; made you mine
Sunrise and sunset
daylight passes to night
ten years I walked in darkness
and finally, I see the light.
Anger, rage and frustration.
Depression, solitude, demise.
Ten years I walked in darkness
but you finally opened my eyes.
Hunger, filth and destitution.
Cold and lonely nights.
Ten years I walked in darkness
but now I know delight
Ten long years I spent in darkness
ten years, an age of strife
I thank God I have you now
forever in my life
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"The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel."
-William Gibson
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Published Date
5/22/2008 12:00:00 AM
Published In
Poetry.com
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