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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Tragedy · #1309865
Some choose darkness.
Black Creek Crossing

As cold dark water rushes by
And storm clouds gather in the sky
The forest waits for winter's chill
The trees stand lifeless, bare and still.

A sad faced man stands by the creek
His shoulders sag; his legs are weak.
As brown leaves fall on cold gray stone,
Black raindrops freeze him to the bone.

He shivers in the icy rain
His lonely heart is filled with pain.
As tears and rain stream down his face,
He says, "I hate this cursed place."

His friends call from the other side,
"Just walk across.  It's not so wide.
Let's leave this place, escape this storm
And find a home that's bright and warm."

The sad faced man just shakes his head.
The raging stream fills him with dread.
The other side seems miles away.
He dares not try. He'll have to stay.

His best friend wades across to him,
Holds out his hand, "I'll help you, Jim.
Together we can walk across
And leave this land of death and loss."

Jim shakes his head and whispers, "No."
His sad friend turns around to go
And as the snowflakes sting Jim's face,
He whispers, "God, I hate this place."

He walks away, choosing to dwell
Here in this cold, familiar Hell,
His frozen heart an empty hole,
A black creek running through his soul.


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