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The Dark Places

  • Writer: Amanda McNeal
    Amanda McNeal
  • Sep 3, 2015
  • 1 min read

What is it that torments my mind and soul It creeps in when least expected Surrounds my heart, crushes my soul, darkens my light.

A dark angel trapped by the light for so long Now emerges to hurt those I love To take from me what I took from it.

Why must there always be a battle Why must I be condemned to this madness and torture It’s a heavy burden to place on those that love me

The dark places in my soul grow thicker It’s harder to make it through in the light of a single day An imposing suffering – pushing the air from my lungs – before the falling of night

Unable to see the rising sun is a terrible plight.

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