HOPE

Darkness destroying last shreds of
Humanity left on brittle bones
On shattered mind
On every aspect of being
Of self

Demons peeling off last sound skin
Devouring everything underneath
Last remaining dignity
Last surviving instinct
In self

Monsters they are, monsters
Taking everything away
Leaving nothing
Nothing left
Of self

But this one little stubborn curl
One small thread of light
That shines bright
So bright
In self

The wish to live, to fight
And reach for that outstretched hand
And keep hope,
And believe in
Yourself.

© Darren White