The darkness pulls me closer.
Inch by inch,
First a foot,
Then a waist,
All I see now is the darkness of death,
It slowly smothers me.
I reach into the loving light of life,
My hope flickers out.
Suddenly you grab hold of my trembling hand. Your touch,
As calming as a lullaby in the dead of night.
I clasp onto you,
My last sign of hope holding my hand. You pull me out of the darkness,
Out of death,
Back into the light,
Into life.
You are my saviour,
Giving me a second chance to live my life. Giving me the will to keep fighting for my life. You are my source of laughter,
You are my source of love,
You are my source of life,
You are my mum.

i’m angry
not sad
angry
fire burns in my lungs
and my throat is smoky and grey
i’m angry
not defeated
angry
my hands are cold
and my heart is black
i’m angry
because nothing is ever enough
because i am not enough
because i need to be
the perfect student
perfect friend
perfect girlfriend
perfect daughter
and i’m still not enough
i am angry