what is the point in surviving?

does anyone even know?    

when it routes inside you

how are you to let It go?

 

It knows all your secrets

will become your biggest fear.

slowly, It rips apart

everything you hold dear.

 

Its darkness clouds your mind

will take light out of your soul

you’ll become an empty shell

nothing can make whole.

 

it has left its mark on me

scars from inside—out

a life i cannot survive

yet cannot live without

 

no one can see the war in me.

alone, i am left to fight.

still I hold to hope

that it will be aright