Beyond The Shadows Poem by April Humason

Why me, Satan, did you call?
In my vacancy, I hit a wall.
Broken and forsaken, I lay bare,
My sanity slipping into thin air.

Madness awakened, leaving me exposed,
No more haven where joy once composed.
Beauty faded, time turned back,
Evil's grasp, a relentless attack.

Deserted soul, no longer a burden,
Isolation in hell, purpose uncertain.
Endless days, misery's reward,
Darkness shrouds, my hope restored.

Belongings discarded, life feels worthless,
Judgment begins, my existence defenseless.
In this moment, my name gains fame,
Family mourning, grief they proclaim.

Obituary written with gentle care,
Suicide's grip, a burden to bear.
Beyond the shadows, I find my peace,
In the arms of love, my soul's release.

No longer defined by sorrow's claim,
In memories cherished, I'll live again.
For in this battle that I've faced,
I find my strength and inner grace.