Bellaina Bella Hernandez

(4-17-1994 / California)

Shining Bright


It's dark outside
with different grey hues
my depression has grown
without me being with you

life here is so tragic
everyday I'm blue
full of depression
stuck to me like glue

trying to get rid of it
is like getting rid of me
depression is my life
it's apart of my being

only you can help shining ever so bright
can't you save me?
at this darkest night

You're the star i see
at my dark night
leading me out
soon I'll follow
You're shiny bright light
in this darkest night

Submitted: Saturday, September 10, 2011

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  • Ashley Felix (9/22/2011 9:37:00 PM)

    Bautiful poem. There is someone in everyone's life that makes the world shine in your eyes :) (Report) Reply

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