Girl in the dark

She walks through what seems to be an endless darkness

It feels as if the sunshine is too far to grasp

And barely able to be seen

Although through time and time she continues
Walking through darkness hoping for

Even the dimmest light

As happiness decreases her madness increases

Is it a life of pain she must Indore

It feels like a prison where your mind is in control

And all you can do is hope

That the voice in your head

Will subside

She is in constant war with

Her own self