Text on the screen
Crawls under her skin
Tears splatter the keyboard
She can't keep it within
The hate, the dismay
It's stolen her light
Drained all her strength
She's too tired to fight
The pills on the table
They call out her name
The urge to down them
Is too fierce to tame
But a small, meek voice
Buried deep in her soul
Whispers 'tomorrow will be better'
'You will finally be whole'
So she backs away
And lets the pills be
Anxious for tomorrow
Anxious to be set free
The next day arrives
She's thrown to the floor again
But this time, a hand reaches out
As if they were a friend
She grasps it tight
Is pulled to her feet
Was this what it felt like
To be complete
The stranger, a boy
Offers a smile
Something she hadn't
Seen in a while
"Are you okay?"
He asks, so terribly shy
"I think so,"
Was her tender reply
The two lock their gaze
Each sees a good heart
Yet they don't dare to speak
They don't want to part
A jump to the future
A tux, white dress, and ring
Since that day
They're each other's everything
They dance, they smile
They talk all night
And inside of them both
Burns the brightest light.
A/N: Hey! I didn't upload something super depressing for once! I have two styles of poetry, actually. Heart wrenching sadness, or fluffy romantic. This was a combination of both. Hope you enjoyed!
~HartoStirling17
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