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Aug 2013
Tears are but wisdom distilled . in physical form .
I have already drowned myself , with angry drops
Christened with splashes of joy
To sleep after i exhausted the water supplies
To drift into worlds i hope will soothe me,

But my dreams are edged with fraying tension ,
this is too much , is there no respite , despite this

i think , it's just learning how to relax again after being tense for so long

A long winding road with many *** holes - really , has no one tended to the infrastructure ? - but i do not walk alone
this is divine comfort in the highest
i have passed through the myriad of messes from childhood depression

to emerge blinking - safe on steady ground
i thank my lucky stars to have been blessed with such emotional struggles - for it has given me the perspective , the faith , the desire to out live and out last any ******* .

I didn't realize i would deal with it all now , despite the therapy...it really was my own heart that healed herself

and i won't wait till i'm old and on a shelf to sort out this mess inside of me , i won't let it fester

no time like the present !!
no time like the ****** present !!
Fah
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Fah  Nomad
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