Surviving the Darkness
Laila Ward
The darkness deeply rooted in my soul
Moaning and groaning the dark ghoul
Squeezes, crushes any sense of light
Oh how I dread when day turns to night
The sun dips and the moon starts to peep
Where that too friendly feeling starts to creep
They screech and scream
Their evil eyes gleam
I give in, it pulls me down
I think it, I see it, it wants me to drown
Drip, drip, drip
Drop, drop, drop
It’s so dark and cold
But then a speck of gold
Pulls me back to the top
So fast that even the darkness can’t stop
I’m free as a bird in the sky
Below I can hear its dark cry
Sometimes it tries to pull me back
Sometimes it tries to seep through a small crack
But then I think of the speck of gold
And that thought trumps the dark and cold
Laila Ward is fourteen years old and attends Dr. Mona Jain Middle School.