Dark Clouds Cannot Lead Me

Poetry, Dark Clouds

Dark Clouds

There’s a dark cloud following me
a dark cloud over my head
despair surrounding me when I’m awake
disturbing my sleep when I lie in bed

it hovers and follows
but I can never allow it to lead
an ugliness that discourages
like a deep gash in my soul to bleed

for as the dark cloud drifts away
disappearing in the shadows of light
no matter how long it lingers
it only evaporates by the sword of might.

©Kym Gordon Moore

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