Sitting here, darkness flooding in, light fading out. Nothing seems real, except the monsters; the monsters I fought back for so long. All hope is lost, nothing seems worth fighting for. "Give up," the voices whisper. I almost give in.
Suddenly, a blinding light appears, the darkness dispelled. The monsters shrink away. Hope is found again. Life becomes worth fighting for. The voices flee, replaced by hers; "Keep Fighting" her voice says. I don't give up, I keep fighting.
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Keep Fighting
PoetryOkay, so, I haven't written in forever. And I'm trying to get back into it. So this is my first go at it. Just a little backstory; these past few years haven't been the easiest. It's been a mix of a lot of things, but I just haven't been the happie...
