Never Again

There was a time when her life was nothing but darkness She could not see light anywhere Not even from God or the angles above. She always wished to cry to get some relief, but it never worked. She was dead inside and she didn't know how to come back form that hell that was her mind Always too harsh on herself and never pleased with what she did To her, what was the meaning of life if everything she did was a failure? In her mind she could express herself with ease No one to judge what she said or didn't say not even herself. She could be free in her mind in a way that she could not in the real world Over the years she came to know the power of poetry And she realized that she could be free on paper as well Now she could cry with her words and she could move from the darkness. God and his angles above were smiling down on her And she could at last see the light through the darkness. Never again would she let the darkness overcome her Never again would she not cry. Never again would she not write.