The Dark That overcomes

River wakes up in the same place. Unsure of where he was and unsure of where he is.

This is nothing knew.

Because he loses time from time to time.

Dark black blank circles in between bursts of light that affect his lobes.

And when he tries to reminisce there is nothing but the dark.

It should scare him. But fear never accomplishes anything.

Emptyness over takes the fear and before much longer he is some where else.

He gets up and walks past her house.

To see a glimpse of her on a swing. Is enough.

What he did to deserve this he is never sure.

He should have warned them. He shouldve said.

All the fucked up shit in his head.

But whenever he brought it up. They all chalked it up to.

* you are just paranoid honey*

*clear your plate dear*

*why cant you just pretend to be a ok?*

Chalk it up. Draw the line.

He stepped over it.

These circumstances he drowns in.

The trigger he pulls..

And that dark.

The terrifying dark. 

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March 31, 2010

You are such a great poet!