In The Dark
It’s dark down hereBut at last I can restThere’s no noiseInternal or externalJust stillnessPeaceAnd quietNo oneAnd nothingTo irritate meOr make me angryOr anxiousJust the darkThe silenceAnd solitudeIt’s like deathIn lifeEventuallyIt’ll be like thisAll the time.By Steve Rowe Continue reading In The Dark
