I am from chains that forever hold my soul like my body to my grave.
From The Darkness, that smothers that light of my life.
From the spider webs that engulf my happiness.
From the torments of my soul that cry for deliverance.

I am from pain inflicted upon me by Death,
Death that destroys me, Death that has taken the ones I've loved.
The last promise I made to him, broken.
Forever haunting me.
I regret not being there in her time of need.

I am from when I was happy, in the days that they were there.
From when they were there to comfort and support me.
I am from the fear of losing another one like them.
I am from these memories.

Chelcie Johnson
Co-Written by: Paulina Meader

Grade 8

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