She sits in the floor in a black glass box, words written all over the walls, useless, ugly, freak, waste of space, worthless, unloved and so much more horrible words glowed brightly around her. She rocks back and forth as she grips her hair, digging into her scalp as she does so. She looks at all the words around her, she stops rocking when she sees something on the far end of the box, it was a word but it wasn't glowing as brightly as the others, as she crawls to it she sees it says fight, she stood on shaky legs and reached out to it as she touched it, it began to glow and a crack appeared, her eyes went wide as she touched it again and two more cracks came from it, she took a shaky breath and began hitting the wall, with each hit she made the word fight grew brightly and more cracks appeared, with tears rolling down her face she slams her fist hard on the wall and screams I want to fight! The wall shattered as she fell throw it, she looks around at the bright room, there was only three words on the walls, continue to fight she read out loud, she stood and walked towards the words, she take her shaky hand and touched them when she did a door appeared, I will continue to fight, she says out loud as she turns and heads
towards the door, this was her fight and she wasn't going to stop fighting till she won.
A/N I know this one isn't as dark as my others, but this was something I wrote a few days after i was going to commit suicide, and I figured since the 13th marked my six year anniversary of that day I thought I'd put it up. It's been hard sometimes and there are days I just want to give up again, but like my poem says I'll keep fighting till I win. -skellington_girl95
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Dark Poetry
Poetryjust some poems I wrote when I'm feeling low or in a dark place, my poems help me cope with my depression and other mental problems it also helps me from going all the way down in my dark times. these poems are dark, depressing and some have suici...
