Steph N. Janusz
Darkest Night Of The Soul - Poem by Steph N. Janusz
Darkest night of the soul,
The teenage years take their toll.
Constantly trying to fit in,
Am I too fat or am I too thin.
Social groups and clics abound,
But within the loneliness can still be found.
Hormones and emotions do rage,
Yet some feel trapped in a cage.
Suicides happen and mayhem sometimes does reign,
All in an attempt to escape the pain.
Ridicule and taunting without a thought,
Retaliation and death are often wrought.
Looking back it seems so far,
But nothing can erase the internal scars.
And though we survived to see days light,
Others are just beginning their darkest night.
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