The darkness comes

I never know when the darkness will creep over me and drag me to the pit of despair.

Invariably, it comes upon me with a greater regularity than it used to do.

I look around and find everything shaded in gray and black. No brightness, no joy.

I’m a drudge and nothing more.

last fuck

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About doggonedmysteries

Agented Mystery Writer, Bull Terrier owner --we have two, Avid gardener.

Posted on October 3, 2016, in Misc and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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