NOT AFRAID
Stumbling in the darkness, she thought of running away far from there. She felt the ground open beneath her. Falling, falling, falling into the darkness. I died for a little while but the hope kept me alive. I won't wait for somebody to save me. I'm not afraid of the dark anymore 'cause I can fight it all alone.
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Weeping Nights
PoetryWeeping Nights is a collection of poetry and prose about feelings of pain, heartbreak, depression and some piece of advice. Highest Rank: #2 poemcontest 03/15/22
