“And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me”…

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Overwhelmed by the task,
of living day to day…

Consumed by a darkness,
that makes her so afraid…

Dreading the mornings and
so scared of the night…

She’s paralysed and sweating,
daren’t switch off the light…

Or close her tired eyes,
unsure what will be found…

Night becomes her open coffin,
buried deep underground…

With her eyes blankly staring,
not seeing wood for the trees…

And each tiny little thing,
forcing her to bended knees…

Screaming out aloud,
hoping her God will hear…

Take pity on her soul and
release all her fear…

As she kneels before him,
to prove that she believes…

And for him, do anything,
so she one day may receive…

His power and his glory,
flowing through her veins…

Make her feel strong enough,
so that she can remain…

Trapped in the illusion,
that her life has a purpose…

And these trials and tribulations,
will somehow be worth it…

When she gets her reward,
in the life that’s to come…

Away from the sadness and
this girl who’s become…

Overwhelmed by the task,
of living day to day…

Consumed by the darkness and
held under the Devil’s sway…

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32 responses to ““And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me”…

  1. I’m blown away, completely blown away. Your poetry itself is always filled with great talent, but the story you just told was one I know very well. Thank you for putting to words what you yourself don’t share alone. ((((hugs))). ❤ Kimberly

  2. J, this is absolutely….spot on.I think EVERYONE goes through this; from what seems to be the most confident of people, to the most unsure. I can’t tell you how many times, I myself have felt this way. But it is a journey required by all who walk this earth. Hang tight for the ride, my friend…

  3. Had to say, I love the song, have been singing this in my mind, since Robin Williams killed himself. I guess, for me, ‘Let It Be,’ means so much to me. I hope that the woman in your poem, does not bend and end up with the darkness inside. She lives day by day, so true… challenges of the depression is like alcoholism, it is easy to succumb.

    • Thank you for your insightful comment, I am glad you connected with this – I think most of us carry darkness of some sort – some embrace it, some do not recognise it and others simply hide it better than others – life in itself is a gift, but a challenge of some sorts on many levels – Cheers J

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