i am supposed to be okay.
i told them all i knew what to do if i started feeling this way again.
i really thought i did
i thought i could prevent this
but it is all coming back
i was supposed to be the miraculous recovery
the story of hope
but i have slipped back into my old patterns
faster than i could realize it
it seems too late now
another round in the match against the darkness
that fills my insides
the darkness that slithers and creeps
its way through my once bright mind
putting out any source of light and
draining all colors
i have fought this before
and seemed to have won
but it never takes long
for it to regain strength and start
strangling me from the inside
once again
a familiar feeling of emptiness fills my body
each time those cold dark fingers
wrap around my soul
it grows stronger with each
grotesque thought it sends
into my now darkened mind
the color and light that once inhabited this cavern
are starved of the positivity they need to burgeon
and so they lie weakened
dwindling and starving on the damp ground
becoming more frail with each wave
of pain and despair
faster and faster this climate becomes too harsh for them
and they are gone
vanished alongside hopefulness and optimism
i try to recall what it felt like
when the color and light still remained
but the thought seems distant and foreign
i cannot wrap my mind around the way i used to think and feel
filled with naivety and hope
i squashed negative thoughts
with thoughts of love
and positivity
but now the roles are reversed
every day i search for that sliver of love and happiness
which i know is behind one of these doors
in the darkened hallways of my mind
one day i shall find it
i know this search will not conclude soon
and i will not find what i am looking for
as quickly as i want to
but when i do
and i know i will
i will nourish it
like my own child
it will grow stronger and stronger
with each step i take towards the light
it will nurse on my laughter
and feed on my joy
one day i will find this light
and care for it like one of my own
i just cannot bear the wait
the search
the feeling in its place
but for now
i will keep on looking
because i refuse to let
the darkness win
Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 1:12 AM UTC
i am supposed to be okay.
i told them all i knew what to do if i started feeling this way again.
i really thought i did
i thought i could prevent this
but it is all coming back
i was supposed to be the miraculous recovery
the story of hope
but i have slipped back into my old patterns
faster than i could realize it
it seems too late now
another round in the match against the darkness
that fills my insides
the darkness that slithers and creeps
its way through my once bright mind
putting out any source of light and
draining all colors
i have fought this before
and seemed to have won
but it never takes long
for it to regain strength and start
strangling me from the inside
once again
a familiar feeling of emptiness fills my body
each time those cold dark fingers
wrap around my soul
it grows stronger with each
grotesque thought it sends
into my now darkened mind
the color and light that once inhabited this cavern
are starved of the positivity they need to burgeon
and so they lie weakened
dwindling and starving on the damp ground
becoming more frail with each wave
of pain and despair
faster and faster this climate becomes too harsh for them
and they are gone
vanished alongside hopefulness and optimism
i try to recall what it felt like
when the color and light still remained
but the thought seems distant and foreign
i cannot wrap my mind around the way i used to think and feel
filled with naivety and hope
i squashed negative thoughts
with thoughts of love
and positivity
but now the roles are reversed
every day i search for that sliver of love and happiness
which i know is behind one of these doors
in the darkened hallways of my mind
one day i shall find it
i know this search will not conclude soon
and i will not find what i am looking for
as quickly as i want to
but when i do
and i know i will
i will nourish it
like my own child
it will grow stronger and stronger
with each step i take towards the light
it will nurse on my laughter
and feed on my joy
one day i will find this light
and care for it like one of my own
i just cannot bear the wait
the search
the feeling in its place
but for now
i will keep on looking
because i refuse to let
the darkness win
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