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Darkness Morn by Dana Cheer

Hope begins aglimmer
In the form of a ray of light
That slowly begins to scatter
Against the darkest of the night

Blinded no more are we
On our hopes that were forlorn
Now that we finally see
The light of darkness’ morn

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The Storm Inside by Brea Viragh

A storm outside
Darkening the sky
Stealing the light
Shaking the soul and body
With rambunctious bolts of searing energy.
Let the rain come
And let the thunder roar.

Let the wind take my breath
So that I may no longer speak your name.

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Fire by Beatrice Preti

in burning dreams the walls collapse
a fire-fall of glass and ash
the room is filled with soot and smoke
my thorax burns I gasp and choke
I can’t escape it’s all around
I try to scream but there’s no sound
the red-gold flames creep everywhere
and my eyes open
but
there’s nothing there

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Behind that Smile by Eva Hore

I hear his voice, this priest who speaks of you,
Strong, controlled, all eyes are riveted to him,
He gives your eulogy, an acclamation of your life
As he understands it.
He boasts your beautiful smile,
And of that he speaks the truth.

In that smile is the love of God he says
And like a bolt of lightning I jerk up straight.
Shocked to my very core I am sickened.
‘Liar.’ I yearn to scream, ‘it is not as you say.
Behind that smile was abhorrence, fear and loathing.’

You are dead and now you are at peace
But what of me, the daughter you leave behind.
I am your flesh and blood, the one you were to protect
You allowed him, you knew and did but not stop him.
You forgave his exploitations by your omission
And in denial continued to smile at all around you.

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Chemical Crutch by Joania Hernandez

He found his happiness
in an orange-tinted bottle with a child proof lid
popping his meds and his precious endorphins
holding them closer than family
but nobody thought he was addicted
until the day he ran out

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The Last Candle by Camille Sharon

There’s Nobody there
Nobody at all.
I shout, I cry, I scream
no one answers my call.

They say there’s light out there
light which I cannot see
but all I have inside
is a Dark Eternity.

The room keeps getting smaller
the walls are closing in
there’s no door to get out
no way to let hope in.

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“Find Me” Sad Regretful Poem by Dixie

I am a feather lost at sea,
I am but a drop of dew,
I am the lock, I am the key,
Find me, I’m a déjà vu.

‘Cause you’re castle made of ash
And I’m the flame who burned your throne.
You and I were meant to crash,
Find me, ember, smoke and bone.

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