Poetry: Hollow Darkness in Creative Writing

Revised: 08/21/2017 4:20 a.m.

  • June 15, 2002, 4 a.m.
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Hollow Darkness
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Capered into believing
That I wasn’t always alone.
In reality my own shallowness
Chills my aching bones.

Shallowness from me;
The one who claims to be so deep –
Frightened by my own shadow, it seems,
And joined only when I sleep.

Soft, subtle love can’t endure
A race to death from afar.
Quaking heart and pounding fear –
Locked away in a jar.

Sleep – not for me –
As it eludes me like faith.
Blind to the melancholy of truth
And the breadth of the dark equate.

Punishment lies ahead soundly
For those who stop life abrupt.
By forever alluding to sullen ends
Hides forgiveness to the corrupt.

©2002, Joseph Jenkins


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