Flipping on the light,
Lightning shooting through the kite.
Seeing endless night,
A colorless plight.
Twisting through endless despair.
Like my own private hell.
Only for one not fair
I don't care.
Writing, twisting, and feeling this pain.
You broke me with a cane.
You are not a friend.
Why did you bring this pain?
You broke my heart
By throwing a dart,
Leaving it in.
And waiting for the pain subside.
It took a lot.
I grew a lot.
I felt a lot.
Now, I am me