Creative Writing

FIGHT

YOU LIE BROKEN AND DESTROYED,
UNKNOWN TO YOUR SKIN,
FEELING STRANGE AND DEVOID.
YOU FEEL UNWORTHY LIKE THE THORNS IN 
THE ROSE,

YOU FEEL LIKE THE WORST PART OF A 
BEAUTIFUL PROSE.
THE DARKNESS NOW EMBRACES YOUR
EMPTINESS,
THE DEMONS PITY YOU, THOUGH EVIL,
NEVERTHELESS.

YOU NO LONGER SEEK HOPE TO FIGHT THE
REMAINING YOU,
VIBRANT VIBES FADE AWAY WHEN YOU
SETTLE FOR THE GREY HUE.
IT PIERCES YOUR HEART AND KILLS YOUR
MIND,
THE EXCRUCIATING PAIN LEAVES NOTHING
BEHIND.
YOUR EYES SEEK MERCY AND THE WORLD
TURNS MEAN.

DEEP DOWN YOU KNOW YOU DESIRE TO
HEAL,
WELL, LOOK UP IN THE MIRROR,

OBSERVE WHO YOU ARE,
ALL OF IT IS JUST A BATTLE.
BELIEVE LIKE A CATERPILLAR DOES
INSTEAD OF FEELING DEATH.

                                                          - Anonymous