The Darkest Hell Poem by Faith Evanstar

The girl was once beautiful,
She was once bright.
But it all came,
Crashing down.

Now she is alone,
Desperate for help.
It's cold and it's dark,
In that deep dark hole.

Yet she still persists,
Even though she has nothing left.
Why?
She is clawing her way,
Out of that bottomless pit.

She is fighting the pain,
Despite it all.
She still has the strength,
To carry on and rebuild her life.

But I don't understand,
What is she fighting for?
She said it was love,
To be there for those she cared about.

But there must be,
Something more.
She's risking her life,
Putting everything on the line.

As each day passes,
She's getting more and more beautiful.
She's getting stronger,
Her life is getting back on track.

But it wasn't meant to last,
And she was thrown back into choas.
She's too confused,
To fight against it.

This time,
There will be no escape.
She will be swallowed up,
By the darkness.

She is just,
Another victim,
Unable to escape.

Now shi is trapped,
Inside the darkest hell.