Black is the night,
The darkness I fear.
And black are the screams,
From the echoes I hear.
No moon in the sky,
The stars are not out.
And black are the screams,
I hear myself shout.
I can’t see my way,
The blackness surrounds.
And black are the screams,
Suffocating, I drown.
And death is the end,
That the blackening brings.
And black are the screams,
From its pain and its sting.
Sandra Osborne
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-are-the-screams/
