There's a darkened mystery forming in a corner of my mind, hiding it's face, yet letting me feel it's hurtful pain.
Tears surrounding it, seeping through to my heart, checking it's feelings in an aftermath of troubles.
Spending the remainder of life in precious contemplation, alone with God's presence keeping me company.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dark-mystery-forming/
