Pain rain in abundance,
As it floods my soul,
Leaving it in chaos,
My head hurt as my confusion
Reign even further…
Then even more so my depression
Came with thunder and lightning
As it struck a cord so deep within
Me I became ill and more confused.
Life no longer seems to be necessary
I no longer believe in life
Nature seems to annoy me with its
Kindness, I feel shock! Yet I don’t know why.
My soul quivers with the abundance of pain
which has been harboring in me for so long,
Nothing was ever cleared after the storm of hurt engulfed me
With its waves, sweeping in and out of me
Like a run away Train.
Tears came slowly now,
As I no longer feel the need to fight?
I am so deep in darkness,
I am no longer able to see my way.
Then slowly…a whisper
(my child… I am here now hold my hands)
My eyes flutter open, the darkness was not so obvious,
The voice began its whispers again
(no weapons formed against you shall prosper!)
The storm went out from my heart,
A smile came across my face, though it felt strange.
It felt good. I had not smile in a long while.
I stood with my harms stretched out… receiving a voice
Filled with a miracle of hope, I never new existed…
I became more driven to fight depression,
because if you dont,
it will indeed kill you.
Author: A Victim of her Own Paranoia