Everything was dark in my eyes.
With life, I needed to cut all ties.

I made my decision,
because it was the only thing I could envision.

I gave in to the darkness.
It was too strong to harness.

It swallowed me,
and convinced me that I'd be set free.

Later on, I discovered the truth.
Maybe I needed to sleuth.

The so-called serenity was a lie.
A challenge I couldn't defy.

He made me realise what I've done,
and how it was too late to run.

But he didn't give up on me.
Throughout my darkness, he refused to flee.

It hurt how I had to let go.
Leaving him was a hard blow.

A part of me still thinks karma served me right.
I surrendered before I could even fight.

Now, everything is black,
and sadly, there's no going back.

I made many people live in pain.
To them, I was a bane.

Death was a hard lesson to be taught.
I loathe the ache it brought.

It's been so long since I last updated here.
This poem is inspired by Roseline's character from the Wattpad book, What Follows, by the amazing lettingGolettingGod 💕💕
You guys need to check it out❤️❤️