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Darkness

I wakeup for work
late in the day,
where even in these
days of lengthened daylight
only a few hours remain
before the dark of night.

Outside my window,
where I look
from my seat
when I work,
I cannot see the sun
during the daylight hours,
though the trees that
block my view.

I can tell when it's cloudy
and gray -
when the sun
has been hidden more completely.

From this perspective
darkness is what predominates

This is how everything seems
to me
but perhaps it is a matter of
perspective
and belief.

Perhaps this is why
I sleep all day
knowing only darkness.

It just seems appropriate
that in my despair and depression
I only see darkness.

By Bruce Whealton April 24th 2009

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