DESPAIR

DESPAIR

A Poem by Willard Wells

The depth of my mind grows dark

But ideas that create words come forth.

This tells me,            

The time to write has arrived.

The pains of anguish

As my mind runs.

Looking for a comfortable space

To chill, To hide,

Waiting for this nightmare to pass

© 2019 Willard Wells


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Added on September 26, 2019
Last Updated on September 26, 2019

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Willard Wells
Willard Wells

Sacramento, CA



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Photography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..

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