I win

This poem is seriously stunning Jenni. I was left speechless haha. I agree with everyone and to say this is a powerful poem is an understatement. Okay first I have to say I connect with this poem so well and it's like looking at my life with words err my past I should say. The words paint and poison are used so well here. And I loved how vague you make it until the end and you reveal how depression is the cause of all this. But depression is caused by something so much deeper and it could be a lot of things. But I loved how you just let all your feelings out and really held nothing back at all. There is so much sadness in this poem. Darkness conflicts with the sadness though because they I believe go hand in hand. The whole poem is great and the powerful words make me have hope. "I win". No matter what someone goes through they can always have hope to battle anything they are or have been through. We are all fighters. Our struggles are all different but no one should ever judge a person. Your story is honest and the imagery is dark but works well. Unbelievable poem.

This poem is more than amazing! Nice work!

Nominated. This is such a beautiful, powerful piece. I seriously am trying not to cry. You've written an anthem that reaches to many people, and have the desire to destroy it, overcome it, conquer it in this manner - with such power, sureness, hope, and dedication is so thrilling for the reader. You will find victory. You can anything and everything with this determination. It's beautiful. <3

"I will fight you until my last dying breath, which wont be at a time of {your} choosing."

That. I felt like standing and applauding. Such a strong line. Knowing that someday you will pass, but it won't be because of this evil mental illness - because you're choosing to refuse it that opportunity. *applauds while standing* YOU ARE AWESOME, GIRL.

"You've successfully tortured me for so many years and drove me to the very edge of insanity. But I desperately clung on, my fingernails scraping the very bottom of the Earth as I fought to climb my way back out of the early coffin you were attempting to close me into. Because I'm a fighter."

Goose. Bumps. You're a fighter. You are a survivor. This tries to kill you regularly, it drags you. Tries to pull you down to hell and destroy all you are. But you manage to hang on with the tiniest piece of you, and it's just enough. The power in this piece, just flows off of it like a waterfall.

"I can breathe again. I can see again, and I can feel again. And you wont win, depression. I wont let you.

I will win."

I like that you say "I can see you." Because when depression is attached to you, how can you see it. You can't. You separate yourself from it, see what it looks like, and it gives you more of a will to fight harder. Because you're now seeing what everybody else sees. You're seeing what's trying to destroy you.

Seriously strong piece, Jenni. I wish you ALL the best in the world in this fight, and pray for progress that this all works out for your baby boy, like you want it to. If you ever need someone to talk to, my PMs are always open, girlfriend. :)

This was very spiritual to me. Until the very end I thought you were talking about the devil, not depression. On my phone so hard to give a proper comment.. but this was inspiring!!