It’s gone..
My hope
My voice
My imagination
All it took was one mistake
HIS mistake
But yet
It still feels like
It was
My
Fault

The way that he took my imagination
Took my voice
Took my hope

That way that he hurt me
Used me
Made me hide who I am

It made my bright days go dark
And the darkness kept creeping in
Closer and closer
Making me want to scream

But he managed to take my voice
My only hope left
Was gone
Not a way to yell for help
To just say “I’m hurt”

He took it away
My voice
My strength
My hope
My imagination

How could he do this
Why did he do this
I was so little
So vulnerable
So gullible
So intrigued in life

But it all changed
After
And now
I’m left
With
No
Voice
Not a single word
Not a single sound
Could escape
My forever lost voice

‪I'm afraid of the dark,‬
‪the wretching sight of the unseen‬
‪the eerie noises that come within,‬

‪I'm afraid of the dark,‬
‪the endless maze of the colorless‬
‪absorbing every bit of light,‬

‪I'm afraid of the dark,‬
‪the hollowness of the boxed halls‬
‪begins to tighten once inside,‬

‪My mind‬

Within me, is love.
Meant to share with the world and someone.
Yes, within me, is this feeling?
It was nurtured by my parents.

Within me, is happiness.
Meant to enlighten me in life.
All because I control the joy and the expression of it.

Within me, is things I yet to find.
But through growth, what I don't know?
I learn from experiences as time goes on.

No one should feel depressed.
Except, they do.
Without ever addressing the matter of that emotion as they should.

Life's a happy feeling.
Like the blessings that come to you and when you smile.

Within us, is love.
So why many letting hate take control?