Darkness

• Nick Riley, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2005

The darkness engulfs me.
There is no escape from the deadly terror.
There is nothing I can do.
It is drawing closer.
My insides squirm with panic!
I trip over a stone and hit the ground with a dull thud.
There is no bright spot on the horizon.
My insides are frozen.
My hand seems invisible against the mass of darkness.
The shadow draws nearer.
The shadow of the valley of death.
The darkness attempts to take me!
Suddenly I remember that there is always a silver lining.
A light comes, as bright as the sun. It drives away the bad thoughts.
So even in the darkest of places there is something you can do.
Remember there is always a silver lining.