Loneliness

The monsters come out in the dark, that’s what they say.

But monsters in the darkness is not what scares me.

I fear the sun setting as the day wastes away,

For in the dark I remember how strong I had to be.

The feeling has never quite gone away,

Despite years passing and changes made.

I still remember going to sleep each night to pray

That someone, somewhere would make Her opinion swayed.

I still feel the loneliness built from betrayal.

I was just a girl, one who needed help.

And yet every night without fail,

I was alone, and that was meant to be felt.

I still feel the wounds all these years later,

Made to feel small, worthless, and hated.

Why do I feel those things all these years later?

The memories implanted, I continue to feel jaded.

The evil spread through my head like the dark,

Making me scared of all I cannot see.

But I cannot let her win, the incessant narc,

She attempted to circumvent all that is me.

My life has moved on, but my mind has not.

I will never forget,

The dark is not all that spreads rot.