I wrote, "Darkness Is Overwhelming Me" in a indescribable lost place in my soul. I remembered the title but do not remember writing it,except in bits and pieces.
All over the world our poems are read but are they truly read? Do we write to be seen or do we write to release the pent up pain inside in order to help someone else's undesirable pain?
Please understand, I'm but one voice and in my voice is uncountable voices of people who can't turnaround and reach for a hand up. Remember in your next poem the voice of those who can't put into words what we can for them.
Truly, I love you all. Please ask for help if Darkness Overwhelms You.
Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 4:02 PM UTC
I wrote, "Darkness Is Overwhelming Me" in a indescribable lost place in my soul. I remembered the title but do not remember writing it,except in bits and pieces.
All over the world our poems are read but are they truly read? Do we write to be seen or do we write to release the pent up pain inside in order to help someone else's undesirable pain?
Please understand, I'm but one voice and in my voice is uncountable voices of people who can't turnaround and reach for a hand up. Remember in your next poem the voice of those who can't put into words what we can for them.
Truly, I love you all. Please ask for help if Darkness Overwhelms You.
