In shadows cast by life's relentless storm,
A girl with green eyes, her heart forlorn,
With hair like whispers of the fading day,
She battles demons, hidden, in disarray.

Though darkness cloaks her, her spirit's strong,
A silent battle, unseen for far too long,
Her heart's a treasure chest of feelings deep,
In solitude she weeps, her secrets keep.

No friends to share her burdens, pain concealed,
Yet love within her heart, a force revealed,
She loves so hard, a beacon in the night,
A fragile star in the vast, endless sight.

Her tears may fall like raindrops in the dark,
But in her strength, there shines a hopeful spark,
For even in despair, she fights her fight,
A girl with green eyes, a warrior of the night.

Darling... blessing or curse,
there’d be nothing worse,
than a world without you in it.

I'm wearing your now mascara-tear-stained shirt.

Think of lying in bed staying awake. It's dark, you don't even want to look at your phone. You don't have the motivation. Once you fall asleep it's painful to wake up you just want to go back to dreams the happy place. Once you're in public all you focus on are the people smiling with friends or the people laughing being happy. You don't even feel sad anymore. You just feel achingly empty. If depression were a color it'd be the darkest red, because it's like a flame of happiness is getting burnt out.

I never thought I could see the light.
I thought I was blind.
Until you washed the mud right off my eyes.

How can you crave to hurt me? To want me back after you already broke me into pieces? Because you remember the good memories, and I remember the bad.

I didn't know it was happening. Not until he looked at my arm and asked if I was okay. Replying with a nod, but the tear running down my face and the blood running down my arm told the truth.