Lost in the Dark

Alone, with my thoughts,
in the dark of the night.
My family lost in their
own beautiful dream worlds.

Then,
I was given a glimpse
of ‘her’ pain….
I cried for her.

Her bitterness overshadows
any happiness she might
have allowed herself.

When she sleeps, she dreams
not. She has made herself
forget how to…

For dreams remind her
that her fears and loneliness
engulfed all else.

How sad to be lost
in the dreamless dark,
alone.

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(See “Lost Dreams” for info.)

Jan Toomer
(JUL 98)