With Tired Eyes, Tired Minds, Tired Souls, We Slept





Does this darkness have a name?
This cruelty, this hatred, how did it find us?
Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it?

What happened to us
that we now send our children into the world like we send young men to war,
hoping for their safe return,
but knowing that some would be lost along the way.



Consumed by the shadows.

Swallowed whole by the darkness.
Does this darkness have a name?
Is it your name?














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