Threat and Demand

Words pile up like a weight
on the mind as it struggles for calm.
Letters filled with threat and demand
wait heavy on the doorstep.

How could it have come to this?
I had dreams, you know, a life
with stacks of plans, paths mapped
to bright futures over the horizon.

Hope fled, with love, in the night
that spilled into coming day,
and then everything was darkness.
I forgot how to smile and to laugh.

Letters filled with threat and demand
wait heavy on the doorstep.
Words pile up like a weight
on the mind as it struggles for calm.

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