Nightly Fight

darknessandlight

As the sunsets on shattered hopes and dreams

The moon brings with it tears and insecurities

Visions of a desolate existence come in streams

In the dark, Pride and Strength become pointless vanities

Visages of a broken past haunt with their chilling screams

As happy memories become nothing but a string of parodies

 

Snuggling into my pillow hoping to find comfort

Try as I might, there is none to be found

The night stretches into a bleak eternity

Silver tears continue to march on without a sound

Desperately trying to hold onto my emotional stability

As my personal Demons win round after round

 

With the rising sun, I open my eyes and dry my tears

Ever grateful to have survived another night

Rising from my bed, I shoulder my fears

Praying for the strength to not lose this fight

  • Author: Annabeth Isabella Thatcher (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 29th, 2022 18:00
  • Category: Unclassified
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