Sometimes I feel so hollow,
like the sun will never shine.
Trapped in my chamber of mercy,
I leave the world behind.
I lay upon my bed and cry,
my tear drops bound with fear.
I look around for hint of life
and
realise no one’s near .
The nights they roll past faster now,
the months more of a haze.
I turn away my best friends’ smiles,
my mothers caring gaze.
I trap myself inside my head,
slowly going mad.
Caught in a tarn of metaphors,
I’m empty; filled with bad
Help me, please – I’m slipping,
help me please I cry
My eyes burst open fearful;
they look up to the sky
I’m grabbed and lifted from my darkness;
the sun is out,
my sign
Life is what you make it.
I’m taking it – it’s my time to shine.
my time to shine.

note: i know its not very good, forgive me, im in 10th grade.