#WritcoPoemPrompt11
The days were unending as were the nights,
She waited and waited and waited,
But there seemed no hope in sight,
Looked for help but all she found
was a constant darkness.

Her days and mind blurred together,
She could not think straight there was
a never ending cycle of drugs,
She had to fight,

She longed for a break,
But it was already an addiction,
Part of her life which was filled with an emptiness and grown void,

The days were terrible she had to hold
tight and fight,
For in darknest moments there is always
a light,
She had to find the light,
She knew she'd make it through.

© Cathy543