a calm has settled upon me
the tumultuous thoughts of this morning
have settled somewhere safely in a corner
a part of my mind where hurts go to heal
sometimes there is such loneliness in depression
a need for love so strong it manifests as pain
a huge lump in my centre cutting off air
and a blank in my brain where hope once was
this morning I walked with heavy steps in the sun
Churchill’s black dog strained at a tight leash
choking me with tales of nothingness and no need
outsider, no-hoper, social-misfit, crone
it is true, if you wait, another mood comes
hours, days, months later it ventures in
highlighting a flower, a photo, a word
and a small slither of hope enters the world
Copyright June 2017
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Great, can’t wait to read more.
Thank you.
Ooh…I really like this! I’ve lived those moments, as well.
Thank you. This weekend has been emotionally up and down and for no good reason! Ha! No wonder I’m having nightmares!
I’ve not only made peace with my nightmares but welcome them as exciting experiences I might use in my writing. The only nightmares that still rattle me are ones where my family gets hurt. Those are the worst.
As you can read I use them too. And yes, the family thing is what this morning’s was. I recognise it as anxiety but still it rattles because just for a moment, before you quite wake up, it feels true.
Yes. Those are hard to shake off.