Gravity of Darkness
my love and epilepsy
By Ward NorcuttPublished about a month ago • Updated about a month ago • 1 min read
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Every time you descend,
caught in that gravity of Darkness, that
lifeless void empty of all but sadness,
I wait helplessly above, in the light of living, knowing if I
pledge a hand of
succor, you sink ever more. It’s your desperate
eyes, don't you see?
About the Creator
Ward Norcutt
Playwright and poet.
My goal as a writer is to write thoughtful pieces of prose, poetry and stage plays. Hopefully, the end results are entertaining and engaging, with layers of meaning that make sense to the whole or a theme therein.
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Comments (2)
This is sad, powerful and beautiful, Ward. I have no experience with epilepsy but can only imagine how it feels. Well done on this entry. I hope this places.
Brilliantly emotive, Ward. A fine entry!