For you I tremble

tears flooding in a release

the darkest of dark

the cutters and burners of self

to force one tear to drop for a moments peace

perhaps an hour the birds will sing music play children laugh

then the terrible darkness returns again again again

the pain almost a friend but not

journey made light by carrying another's burden

those who escape this world of pain from the darkest of the dark

are they still prisoners?

does God wipe away their tears?

tell me of the beauty you see?

hoping to make me stay
powerless to leave
flowers cut and placed on the table
for him
for you I tremble