I've begun to wonder
Whether darkness ever leaves
Or if it simply hides behind the light
Waiting to entrap me
Just as it waited for my father
For mother
It's waiting for me
For me to fall
Into a black hole
For me to trip
Into a place very dark and cold
My kitten keeps me strong
She keeps me going
How long can I hold on?
One day my Kitten will wake up
And I shall be gone
She is my lifeline
My life support
Without her,
I don't know to what measures id resort
She's my sun,moon,stars
My equilibrium,my balance, and steadying bars.
She holds me up before I fall
And without her id be nothing at all.
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Isabelle's Poetry Journal (a continuation of Homesick Angel)
PoetryMy name is Isabelle I am 15 years old (not my real age.) I am a "Homesick Angel" at least that's what I'm told I am called the people like me are called the people who are depressed suicidal empty numb those people they're just trying to go home T...
