The Eclectic Pen - Darkness Comes


By: Claudia R. (BrokenWing)   + 21 more  
Date Submitted: 2/13/2007
Last Updated: 2/14/2007
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 239
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  Here comes the darkness again,
stealing in so softly,
it's almost imperceptible at first
until it decends upon me
like a toxic black fog
blanketing me in suffocating silence
and bottomless sorrow.

Like a dark cloud that rains on only me
for weeks at a time,
I can't shake it
and nobody understands.

mother says
You have nothing to be sad about;
you are too self-absorbed;
She can't comprehend.

Leaving the house,
I don an inscrutable mask.
so strangers will have no inkling of how I suffer
nor ask questions I can't answer,
but look closely
and you will see the
reddened eyes and
tear-stained cheeks that betray me.

Even the sky looks overcast,
colors duller and muted,
reflecting my mood.

Nameless, faceless spectres haunt my waking hours
as I stumble through
a fog of desolation
going through the motions of life.
No one can see
that I'm bleeding on the inside.

The night
brings no relief
I can't sleep
and lie in bed
tormented by demons of fear,
unable to let myself relax,
lest something terrible happen.
I rise in the morning
more exhausted that when I lay down.

I stare into the abyss,
paralyzed by dread,
yet unable to look away.
There's no escape
since the demons
are of my own making

I need you to wipe away my tears,
smile,
tell me everything will be alright,
and hold me like you'll never let go.
Thaw this icy heart
and chase away the demons,
if only for a little while.











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IONE L. (zaneygraylady) - 2/13/2007 8:48 PM ET
I've been there. I'm feeling pretty good now thanks to prozac. My son says prozac steels your humanity and I've also worried that it would affect my writing, which it has. Im I still me. I'm not sure.
Claudia R. (BrokenWing) - 2/13/2007 9:03 PM ET
too bad I can't take antidepressants since they make me so hyper I don't sleep for days. If only I could. Prozac sent me to the ER.
Sherry H. (volgal) - 2/14/2007 12:20 PM ET
Ahh Stephanie this makes me weep for you
Sherry H. (volgal) - 2/14/2007 12:21 PM ET
Ahhh Claudia this makes me weep for you reminded me of a friend named Stephanie sorry my fingers and brain weren't connected correctly
Claudia R. (BrokenWing) - 2/14/2007 3:08 PM ET
Sounds like I got across the emotions, then. that's what I was aiming for. So hard to put into words adequately. thanks for the feedback.
Lance C. - 2/14/2007 7:39 PM ET
wonderful
Terry J. - 11/3/2007 9:22 PM ET
great work- powerful writing
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