Long Night

You're
Alone;
And you're cold and it's dark and you are
So hopelessly and desperately alone
And
There is no one beside you so you whisper,
You whisper out loud;
'Is there anybody there?
Someone to
Hold my hand? '
And
The Darkness comes out and traces your
Fingers;
Its breath is in time with yours as it
Lays down beside you
And it's then that you realise that you've
Never really been
Alone.

poem by Dayna Mortimore
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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