Your own strenght

Hello and Happy Review Day! Well... it's Review Day for about an hour more.

I'll get through the two nitpicks before I move on to praises.

And I don't know if I can be fixed,

It's gonna be a rough road to recovery,
I think the second sentence contradicts the first. It says that she doesn't know if she can be fixed, but then the poem says that there is a road to recovery. So that means that she does know that she can be recovered and fixed.

But can't you see better?
I don't really know how to explain it, but this, to me, is asking if the reader can see better. It's indicating that there is a 'better' world, and is asking me if I can see it.

Now to praises! It's a dark, sad poem. But you've written it beautifully and I could understand the feelings which were coming across. I like the format you used; centering the text. It looks neater that way.

I know that after the darkest of times

Comes the brightest ray of light,
This bit reminds me of my favourite quote: The darkest hour is before the dawn.

Well done on writing this and good luck with your future endeavours.

Hey,

This is a great poem. Being a suicidal and depressed teen I can really relate to this. I think your use of punctuation, vocabulary, and capitalization, were wonderful and definitely made this poem more enjoyable. I love your comparison of demons and this darker side of life. I think you worded this very well, it helped convey your message smoothly. All I can really think to say is I've been there. Hell I still struggle with my demons almost everyday. I think that make me connect to the poem just a bit more. I hope you keep writing and make it through this dark spot. I would tell you it gets better but I find that's something a person needs to find in their own time. Beautiful poem, keep up the good work! I look forward to reading more of your work in the future.
Sincerely,
Collideascope

This is a great poem and I feel a connection with it. I can understand how ferocious and cruel the demons in one's mind can be. It's a horrible feeling to know you can't drown them out, since they've learned to swim. I hope things get better for you and you never give up on the fight. I have one critique though; you accidentally misspelled a word. Strength is spelled with the h at the end. It's a common mistake, so don't feel too bad about it. Other than that it's a great poem. I hope you finally free yourself and can fully embrace the light one day!