Time in the Shadows (2007)
Time in the Shadows
The darker days are calling me back
Seducing me to their grim place
The place where void and emptiness
Sweep me in without a trace
Temptation bids with a heavy rap
My thoughts and my words slow to come
Whispered promises of quiet peace
Hypnotic, the beat of their drum
Shivered voices on my neck
Tasting their breath on my flesh
Calling for me to give them my soul
False hope of a tomorrow yet fresh
“Curl up my little child
Life’s too big for such a sweet girl
Lie here still in your bed, my sweet
Let your weariness unfurl”
I’m sinking down, I’m falling in
It is hard to remember my name
Yet so soothing, the voice of numb
If I want it, void is mine to proclaim
OMG Some one is calling
“Lift up your head to the Lord”
“Oh no, this place is sweet and dark
Nothing but nothing here, nothing more”
“Baby girl, it is time to leave
Raise up your hand and take mine”
“But Lord I am not ready yet
I will rest here, and then I’ll be fine”
All the while, the stinking beasts
Leer from posts far away
Lest they disturb my place of naught
Far is where they will stay
In the black, in my room
In my bed, in my soul
They weave the darkness ’round my head
Turning my thoughts to black coal
I need this time away from my head
I need this time away from my life
This is where the thinking stops
This is where solitude is rife
Just a while longer just one more day
Just for now, just for a time
Just for a season, until I can live
In the shadows I’ll live and I’ll rhyme
Both the picture and poem depict the shadow-land of depression perfectly. Easter, I’m glad this is in the past and not your present.
Blessings ~ Wendy ❀
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Thaks so much Wendy.. yes, gladly, it is behind me! It is such a horrible place to be which is why I feel prompted to have the new blog about overcoming depression with God’s help.
It did make for some fairly good poetry at the time, though!
Blessings back, Easter ❤
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