The darkness grabs,
it holds on tight.
I try to evade,
but I can't find the light.
Let me go!
I want to live,
but it does not tire.
It does not give.
I'm fading away,
can't find myself.
But no one hears my cry.
The darkness smiles in glee.
As I've lost myself all together.
I will never be free.
This is how I feel when I can't remember who I really am anymore.
I feel like this a lot. Thank you
The darkness can have a strong hold - for many years. But there will come a moment when something or someone fights through and reaches you, and then it recedes.
I wish that would happen soon.
I love this poem, but I do hope you feel better!
Awwe....Life is hard ik...I have trouble too..and I love the poem though...but feel better D:
I really do hope you feel better soon... you don't deserve this... You will be free someday... I know it...
Thanks, at least there are people that believe in me
Elizabeth. Singer. Painter. Writer. Poet. Best friend. Girlfriend. Sister. SBFFLFE. Baby-sitter. Animal lover. Artist. Blonde. Funny. All of these are just labels. By labeling yourself, you THINK you know who you are, but "it is only when you do not know, that you truly know who you are." -the brilliant Clarissa.