he says I need to fight the darkness
I try
but I just can't
even step I take I get pushed back two more
he says things will eventually become better
so what
am I just suppose to wait
suppose to go on like this for god knows how long
go on always in pain
always lost
always tossed aside
I don't know if I can do that
I don’t know if I can last that and still come out sane
I want to
I really do
I want to survive
I want to live in the light
I want to win this battle with the darkness
but the more I struggle
the more I fight
the weaker I become
the chains get tighter and tighter
and I keep getting weaker and weaker
the more I fight
the more I try to scream
tighter the darkness chokes me
Your troubles trouble me! Young child, do you believe in a higher power? Because if you do...reach out for that power and allow it to embrace you! I am a mother, i have a son, and if you were my child, I would never allow you to feel this way! I know depression, but i raised myself out of it, when God found me! I pray that God or a higher power finds you and rescues you from all of your anguish! Blessings, Theo
whut can i say....push harder, and take the hits, take it all, and push back twice as hard.
whut can i say....push harder, and take the hits, take it all, and push back twice as hard.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
He who told you to fight the darkness gave you more than sound advice be srong