Depression is dark

My vision is light through his abyss

Lost in the current reality

Can't find my means of existence

My reflection finds me

I'm captivated by my eyes

Falling deep into the gateways

They bore back into me

I watch my own eyes stare back into me

On the surface I am broken

I am beautifully torn

Beauty runs as fast as blood pumps within my heart

I stare further into my depths

My soul is the epitome of strength

It glows beautifully

It is the everlasting light

3 orbs shine brighter than the sun next to me

I am of protection and strength

Writer: Taviana Barlow