To find
the light
is like to
find hope.
I fight
the voices.
My mind
bury burdens
every night
Dragging me
in the dark,
Stabbing
my heart—
Left me
broken
To find
the light,
you sometimes
become the dark
to survive—
To break
apart what
controls you—
To hold
onto you
and never
lose you—
To let go—
To hope…
Dec 16, 2024
Dec 16, 2024 at 2:51 AM UTC
To find
the light
is like to
find hope.
I fight
the voices.
My mind
bury burdens
every night
Dragging me
in the dark,
Stabbing
my heart—
Left me
broken
To find
the light,
you sometimes
become the dark
to survive—
To break
apart what
controls you—
To hold
onto you
and never
lose you—
To let go—
To hope…
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