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Alone in the dark

by Shannon McEwen

Only darkness in front of me
Stretches around my torso
And spreads cold fingers
Along my spine

Pushing me forward
With nothing to guide me
But snippets of the past
But that light is dwindling

Left with only the fear
And the dark
Only one question remains
“Where to now?”

02/03/2012

Posted on 02/03/2012
Copyright © 2019 Shannon McEwen

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/03/12 at 10:58 PM

That's a steady question to kick around in the dark. You're not treating it with kid's gloves here. Wonderful write.

Posted by George Hoerner on 02/04/12 at 02:46 AM

But the sun will come up one day and you'll see that you are not as much alone as you think.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/26/12 at 11:01 PM

I think we`ve all been there Shannon, but yes, the sun does rise again. Nicely put so we all can relate.

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 02/27/12 at 12:19 AM

it seems to me it's in these moments that we grow the most.

Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 03/04/12 at 09:11 PM

SHANNON MCEWEN!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/30/13 at 12:45 PM

I think poetry came into existence to attempt to answer the very question you posed at the end. Where to now? And the answer is somewhere located in the soul of pen or a pencil whenever such find their way into a poet's hands.

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