Light.

Some nights she feels,
So very alone.
There’s too much pain,
And her future unknown.

The darkness whispers,
Memories and lies.
Everything’s bottled up,
And she wishes to cry.

No tears are found,
No kind of relief.
So she looks for a blade,
To find a release.

But before the blade,
Reaches her skin.
A small bit of light,
Fills her within.

The light brings in,
A small bit of hope.
And a different way,
For her to cope.

Her life has worth,
far beyond this pain.
God gave her a future,
And so much to gain.

She puts down the blade,
With God in her sight.
She battles on,
And will win this fight.


love this poem. a lot.