Feeling kinda stressed out and down in the dumps today. Not exactly sure why, but then again that is usually the case when my depression hits. I can never seem to pinpoint what sets it off. It just creeps up on me. I sat down to write a bit tonight and tried to describe it and here is what came out...
Dark Days
Dark days have descended on my peaceful world.
A world once bright with light now covered in a dark
cloud of nothingness.
There are times when the clouds break and the sky
seems bright again, but those days do not come often.
But when they do, they are so magnificent.
They are so bright I can hardly see.
The world seems so colorful again, like a freshly
painted canvas, so shinny and new.
Why cant these times last I ask myself?
Why must the darkness come?
Why must the colors fade away?
Why does the shine become so dull?
I try to fight the darkness and run for the light.
Running so fast, so hard but I can not escape.
Then, like unsuspecting prey, I am swallowed by the
darkness again. It drains me and then controls me.
It will not allow me to be happy. It is my keeper, my
controller and my master.
Soon I am consumed with sadness, no motivation to
escape. No will to fight. I can only wait and pray that
the light will come again.
Please let the light shine again!
Dark Days
Dark days have descended on my peaceful world.
A world once bright with light now covered in a dark
cloud of nothingness.
There are times when the clouds break and the sky
seems bright again, but those days do not come often.
But when they do, they are so magnificent.
They are so bright I can hardly see.
The world seems so colorful again, like a freshly
painted canvas, so shinny and new.
Why cant these times last I ask myself?
Why must the darkness come?
Why must the colors fade away?
Why does the shine become so dull?
I try to fight the darkness and run for the light.
Running so fast, so hard but I can not escape.
Then, like unsuspecting prey, I am swallowed by the
darkness again. It drains me and then controls me.
It will not allow me to be happy. It is my keeper, my
controller and my master.
Soon I am consumed with sadness, no motivation to
escape. No will to fight. I can only wait and pray that
the light will come again.
Please let the light shine again!
Kind of leaning toward either the back of my neck or my other ankle.