Waiting

Tomorrow is too late
Too soon
When coming together
Means parting
And past futures become reality
And future pasts
Confirm.
It’s always shadows.
And denial.
Silver linings
Enshrouded
In black
A never-ending tunnel
Teased by hope
But always underlined
By truth.
Ruthless fingers beckon
But fear forbids.

Bring on the end.

by Terry Donovan

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