The night is falling
The daylight is now dim
The silence has suddenly pounced
The night creatures are prowling
To suck the nectar from the walking skeleton
The clouds are hovering darkness
Pouring the tearful saltine rain
Burning the flesh of torn skin
While storm throws tantrums
Shaking the sleeping volcanoes
To break into earth shattering quakes
I run panting towards shaded tunnel
The long tunnel is lighted yet again
With the bulbs of darkness
Switching on and off the mood swings
Dripping depression into the thinning veins
The storm outside is tormenting
The shaded tunnel is never ending
I’m still running from or towards, is unknown
All I know is I’m striding faster with every leap
With no way out from my doom
Know not the hiding reason
But the pain is obviously running through the streets
Crossing my path creating a puzzle of confusion
With no clues, no answers to solve problems
I’m out of breath from running far away
The lectures I’ve heard them all
The preaching I’ve been given
The words of wisdom from loved ones
The laughs at me from the world
All is said and done
Bleeding my ears to deafening
But I still stand here alone
In the darkest corner of never ending tunnel
I cry my lungs out loud
With my voice echoing back into pieces
Cracking the thin walls of pain
Through the cracks, comes peaking
I think its ridiculing hope smiling at me
Disgusted faith starring at my bleeding eyes
While self-pity chains me down
No one can come to my rescue
The voice whispered, but you alone
The chains are as strong as your weakness
The pain is as excruciating as you let it
Depression is alive as long as we don’t admit
But no one has the power but you to let you be free
I said it out loud to myself
Waking the silent sleeping soul
To new crimson morning
Pushing through the cracks of pain
If I can’t make it happen
It shall never happen
But it will happen
I know for I will make it happen
It’s easier said than done
No more preaching preachers
No more words of wisdom from others
But I’m a person of my own
I listen to myself speaking
Or I shall be deafened for ever
The time shall win?
Or time is the best healing medicine?
Is it just me?
Or everyone has gone through ups and downs?
I’m not alone
I know for I see my friends and loved ones
Standing beside me
Supporting all around me
Most of all I see me
Staring at myself laughing at me
I, me and myself all of them are now one
It’s me, who is ready to fight to win
And I shall win…
But in my own time….
I’m not running away
But towards my destination
Where I stand number one
The winner all the way…
Author notes
Self talk is the most powerful medicine that always works... listening to preaching and lectures make no sense unless we ourselves are the preachers and teachers teaching the lesson of pain and the strength to deal with them... only we can make it happen for ourselves of course with the help of loved ones & friends the path to destination faster... or else it takes longer... but we sure get to our destination sooner or later...
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Comments
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you know i agree with you in your notes, i tend to do it all the time, to the point where my mind doesit with out me meaning to, lol, it helps and this poem is strong i think you did a great job on it
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It is beautiful poem..I liked the notes you added and I agree with you on that..thank you for your wonderful entry and best of luck
AJ
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Nice job. I agree with you authors comments that only we can make things happen. But I don't agree with the thought of the preacher and teachers. Cause at some point in our lifes we all wear the hat. It is not so much what is said but the openness of the mind to the lesson and the meaning of what is said. Best wishes in the contest and enjoyed the read. Very descriptive in both imagery and emotion.
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Thanks June
Thanks for reading my rambling... I appreciate your supporting comment and the encouragement... about teachers & preachers - this is in reference to the time when we are so down, depressed & alone in the crowd... we know our loved ones only are trying to help... but at that moment they all seem to be preachers & teachers who have no effect because we think what the heck do they know what I'm feeling - it's easier said than done.... been there - I thought it that way when I was in abusive marriage & even long after he had left me high & dry... then only I could really talk myself out & see it clearly - then I could understand what everyone was telling me was for my own good - but at the end, no one can help us unless we are ready to take help, first step is to help yourself... Anyways, enough of boring you with my long rambling reply... I'm glad you like it & thanks again for your time... Take care Minoo
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