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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Other >> ID #1551323  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Darkest Part Of The Night
Trying to make sense of the senseless
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I didn't mean to call you, Ailene.
My fingers found the numbers, not I.
But it's the darkest part of night
And I'm cold
Again.
I can't find the light
You always could
Where did it go wrong, Ailene?

I didn't mean to hurt you, Ailene.
They told me to make myself whole
I had to find the truth
How did I know the thing that made me whole
Would tear a piece from you?
Will you ever forgive me, Ailene?

In the silence of the night, Ailene,
I replay it all in my head.
The curses, the shouts, the accusations
All cutting deep into my heart
As I see your sweet face
You were always so selfless
And I so selfish
Can we turn back time, Ailene.

I didn't mean to call you, Ailene.
But it's the darkest part of the night
And I'm cold
Five years I've been sober
But the demons won't leave me alone.
Who will save me from myself, Ailene?
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