
Darkness has invaded my being
Glimmers of light randomly appear
Enough to stay the enveloping gloom
But tentative in their shape and strength
Dimmer than the shrouded hope
Tantalizing in their hints
Of paths that promise and seem almost real.
What forces instigate this darkness,
What will it take
To illuminate
To enervate
To erode
Their presence
Their priority
Their preemption
Their prevention of my seeing
What might be.
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