bad guys close in on her
they crawl under her skin
fill her mind with filth
rob her soul of worth
not one ray of sunshine is left
to show herself
how to stand and find
the light
that is hidden
by night’s bleakest hour
in that black while before the dawn
their vile words tear at her heart
break her
force her to her knees
and leave her with nothing
but the cruelest spurning
of her self
with no choice but
to capitulate to the dark

Tagged: #amwriting, 15 beats, Blake Snyder, dark, no sense of self, Poem, Protagonist, Save the Cat
Aw come on, just tell her to cheer up!
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She can’t, Richard. No light for her, thanks to the writer, who loves writing books with dark endings (Me! Sorry! ;-)).
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