Waves of it in a flood.
To make it worse, everywhere you look there’s darkness. You grope in the dark for a hand to hold for support. And find none.
Questions dance around in your head. Why did this? How did this happen?
Tears become a permanent feature on your face. You wish for the end to come. But each second stretches out like an eternity… Continue reading “ALONE IN THE DARKEST HOUR”