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0 By Zoey
Light and Dark
The water is deep,
dragging me underneath.
I can’t see. I can’t hear. I can’t feel. I can’t scream.
There’s nothing but shadows,
darkness,
and cold.
I flail, and I fight,
and I reach for the light.
It’s kind, and it’s warm,
and it’s safest from all.
But it’s so far away,
and I don’t know the way.
The darkness is terrible,
but I know it so well.
It’s part of me,
and I of it.
The light is like hope,
fragile and gentle,
yet so unknown.
And it’s funny, it’s sad,
but I’m scared of the light.
I can see it, almost reach it,
but it’s as far as I can go.
I’m scared, but I want.
I fight, but I’m not.
I reach, but I draw.
I can, but I won’t.
There’s something inside me,
something the blocks.
Something so deep rooted,
it’s like it’s my own.
But I want it gone.
I want it out.
I want the light.
I want to fight.
So I stand there, just out of reach.
Waiting…
For something to breach.
Reproduced with permission, originally posted on wattpad.com
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