Darkness of the True Hearted

Desire to reach out, but not able to.

Daunting memory- oh sweet misery,

Let me speak to you, to silence your melody filled with darkness.

Shine to light your daring secret, confess to me for once in a lifetime.

Ability to achieve peace within myself is the key, but still, it is locked.

As if a never-ending cave winding into blackness, it is lost.

The lake filled with the dreaded, eerie thoughts you seem to create-

That key sinks away as if never there.

Dwelling inside my own head, I cannot endure any longer.

In devilish tongue, your voice sings to me, oh merciless.

Engulf me in the cogitation that will haunt me too soon, and never let me free.

Pity, a girl so youthful has a plague of sorrow and gloom bestowed upon her,

Damned to live this ghoulish nightmare full of horrid anguish-

In mortal remedy, she seeks an answer,

An endeavor to depart from the melancholy,

But none the more obscure to her anticipated destiny.

The search seems to have unraveled in delusions of hope,

Leaving her solitary with her heinous mind.

Awaiting her moment to relinquish from her despair,

Tormented by her maleficent pain within.

Somber, solemn in her grim deception,

Reluctantly awaiting the suppression of her sanity.

My soul depleted, tormented for this time-

Fiends clouding my existence with censure and castigation,

Excruciating me with the symphony of sinful words,

Onward as if in bliss, in essentiality they revel in it, dwell with avidity

They attain elation in my misery, but they persevere as if overlords: remorseless, in prestige.

As if a fog reeling in, it devours me in grief.

The glow strains and down, casting away-

Hellions shading upon me relentless cries, ones to extinguish me.

A murky mist that will roll through my mind, it is dark.

They turned the blossoms inward, make the sun die down, cast away.

The glint of the light expels, and eternally she will remain within her mind.

The cycle is not to cease, but evermore be internal, through the torment of her head.

To carry the torch through the end, to never let go of the ones that hurt her.

In her mind, to live the malevolent image they gave her.

She was not assured allay, and she persists in the grievous words-

The accursed barbarians that have given her the agonizing memories that will never vanish.

They have broken her fragile heart, and so she will never live the same.

The evildoers who prevail in her past, have taken her joy, her hope,

So, she is doomed to rot inside her encased hell-

She is forsaken in her infernal mind. Alone.

There are many that feel like this, who are trapped due to bullying.

You can be the hero to those who need the light to their darkness.

You can be there to stop this war today.