Unafraid of the Dark
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I know the darkness in which you sit
The pitch black that swallows all hope
Where the next moment can only be
An extension of the pain you dread
A future gripped in the unwanted
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Life leaves its boot prints on your soul
Muddied with the filth of despair
And it feels like no one even notices
As you fade into a sea of humanity
They, consumed by their own lives
~~~
No one would notice one more life
Given in pursuit of sanctuary
Praying to feel nothing, laid still
A spirit given rise by the untethering
Of such a wicked and weighted world
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I will stay with you, unafraid of your dark
And share with you your tragic pain
Know you are not alone or unseen
For in this, my own hour of greatest need
It is your hand I need to hold to save me
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
I wasn’t planning to start my morning wiping tears that are running down my face. I know too well that darkness, and would not wish it on anyone else, friend or foe alike. And I hope you know that you always have my hand to hold – you always have someone who can sit with you in your dark while you find your own way out. I love you beyond words, my beloved brother!
Just so you are comforted, I am not in any dark place right now. And I know you are always there for me no matter what. I am torn between the joy of that connection and the sadness of your tears. Also, having some WP issues as I can’t post right now. This was scheduled ahead of time. So if you don’t see anything for a little while, just know I am fine. Love you back big time!
The tears are not sad tears, nor are they happy tears. They are simply tears of relatability to the words of your poem. Our connection is worth every tear I could ever cry!
may we each always have a hand to hold in our darkest hours
Thanks Beth! A lovely prayer.
I fully agree with Beth, and my hand is always extended. This was a beautiful poem filled with such emotion that it became so real, so structured, it had bones, flesh and blood… “A future gripped in the unwanted…” a brilliant line indeed. Cheers my friend, you are truly a master and I applaud you.
FBC.
Thank you, Francisco! That means a great deal! Best to you!
You’re very welcome my friend!
Amazing Brad. Such an incredibly insightful and powerful piece to hold onto in dark moments 💜
Thank you Secrets!
Aw .. Brad, this is splendid. You always touch my soul with your kindness, and your talent. Thank you for sharing this poem. Have a beautiful weekend 🌹🌸🤗
Thank you Poetess! You are a blessing wrapped in a rainbow!
Can you see the rainbow? 🌈🌹
I do!
🥰
Beautifully written Brad. I have a feeling you were more the hand to reach out to hold another given your kind nature.
“Life leaves its boot prints on your soul
Muddied with the filth of despair
And it feels like no one even notices”
Great lines filled with emotion. I hope you do something fun this weekend I am going to try. Still staying away from crowds and masking up even though I have had my shots. Sending you lots of love. ❤️❤️🤗😘 Jonikins
I will be mask-less and on the back of the motorcycle if life offers any rewards. My best to you!
Well that sounds pretty amazing to me. Have an incredible time Brad. Sending you love always. ❤️❤️🌹 Jonikins
it’s comforting when we know there is someone to hold our hand in our toughest moments…
And there is always someone…. Thanks Jim!
A beautifully dark poem in your inimitable style .. s universal appeal in every word.
Thank you, Yasmin! I appreciate your kind words always.