Dec 2018
Hold on,
It’s never easy,
Take this thread,
It’s all you have
Left.
No matter
What you’re
Struggling with,
Hold on.
A chain of soft fabric string,
Dangles from a branch
In the wind, swirling buoyed,
It’s barely afloat by tendrils
That split, so thin.
Hold on,
Don’t let go,
To be taken
By the wind.
It’s never easy,
Take this thread,
It’s all you have
Left.
No matter
What you’re
Struggling with,
Hold on.
A chain of soft fabric string,
Dangles from a branch
In the wind, swirling buoyed,
It’s barely afloat by tendrils
That split, so thin.
Hold on,
Don’t let go,
To be taken
By the wind.
It's extremely windy here today, and I'm reminded of the human condition and depression that so many people live with. Personally, I struggle with PTSD from some events in my life so far. I've found that it has been a struggle during the holiday season this year to be cheerful. This poem is meant as a message of hope for those battling the silent killer, depression. There is always hope and a reason to live. Much love!
