Clouded Future Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

Walked down that dark path
And mentally I'm weakened
Don't know where to turn after the aftermath
I hope to get what I am seeking
But wind up empty handed
I could just die within myself
I would never have imagined a world so cruel
As it damages my current health
As it would seem like I have no more fight,
still I remain fueled
And wonder from where is it coming
Already felt the sharp sting that pierces my heart
And my world had ended, indeed I do succomb
Tearing me from limb to limb until completely I'm torn apart
I could just decide my own fate and attempt suicide
As my tears count the blood that had already been spilled
I hurt mentally and emotionally inside
As it fills my heart with sadness, A once happy spirit killed
As if apart of me than died along with the struggle in life
Miserable to the touch I remain
I would meet the fate of that knife
As I found my way through the rain
I wonder of the clouds that haunts my future