The darkness that is
most dark
is not that of
the sinister, old neighbor lady
or
the evil that causes a man to murder,
but
of that in
the smile that masks a frown,
the tear that refuses to fall,
and
the love we withhold from another.
The darkness that is
most dark
is not that of
the sinister, old neighbor lady
or
the evil that causes a man to murder,
but
of that in
the smile that masks a frown,
the tear that refuses to fall,
and
the love we withhold from another.
Jessica L. Morris 