darkness

stormy weather...
i can faintly hear the whistling
through my own tears

so much darkness

the black monster swallowed
all my words
and left me with tears and tears alone

.... do not go gently into that good night....

how i would love the strength
to rage against the darkness
and the dying of the light...
... who killed the light?

so dark... too dark...

i need to find the end of this tunnel...
.... someone guide me, because
i cannot even see a spark of light

... too much darkness...