Surviving the Darkness

Let me save you, but I was already too far
Gone and in depression’s murky depths
I was not worth saving. Darkness is a scar
That would not heal as I tried to take steps

Forward and into the light where I would
Feel like a new person, but heavy chains
Kept dragging me backwards. I should
Have fought harder to release the rain’s

Anguish and let it pull me higher instead of
Giving up completely, but I let it crush my
Spirits and hope. Let me cherish and love
You unconditionally, the girl and butterfly

With the broken wings. Behind the smile
And the laughter I was the girl who was
Barely hanging on, but with every mile
Forward she was releasing the claws

So I could truly become the person I really
Wanted to be all along; the little girl who
Survived the fire with sharp, but not frilly
Edges. The girl who fought hard through

The shadows and doubts. The pain no
Longer makes me feel alone or invisible.
I had demons who lingered, but the glow
Became stronger and all the criminals

Who lived in my mind never see me as
Weak now. I am made of gold and topaz.