FIGHTING HARD FROM THIS PAIN INSIDE,
NO PLACE TO RUN, NO WHERE TO HIDE.

FROM ALL THE CUTS I NO LONGER BLEED,
MANY PEOPLE FROM MY HEART, CAN NO LONGER FEED.

DON'T TELL ME TO LOOK, TO SEE THE LIGHT,
I'M COMFORT BY THE EMBRACE OF THE NIGHT.

AHA! what a lovely poem , well written
5/5
cheers
biya