The end of the tunnel comes into sight,
A bright, shining haven.
You are faced with a choice:
Remain in the darkness?
Or
Allow yourself to be seen in the light?
To feel it upon your skin as the suns'
Rays warm you to your very core.
A decision must be made.
There is no in between.
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I Survived
PoetryDepression Sadness Anger Hope Peace Love Acceptance The journey inside the mind of a mentally ill teenager who almost gave in, but saved herself in the midst of torment, and came out a woman who had survived
