The darkness is coming
It is almost here;
I am stuck in mourning,
It is getting stronger, I fear.
I can't seem to fight it
For it towers over me;
I go down every time I get hit.
It's darkness makes it hard to see
I don't know how long I will last;
For the pain is turning into hurt,
And the light has retreated fast.
I have nowhere to go,
Nowhere to hide.
I am at my all-time low,
And I'm stuck inside.
My poetry
By Nikki13010
I write things better than I can speak them. I can let all the things that I keep inside from others out. No... More