As I lay me down to sleep
I pray I will not awake to me.
My self pity, self loathing, and self defeat
that I carry in my mind
as I lay my head back onto my pillow again.
Don't know if I can face today
when so much heartache still remains
from past hurts, fears and failures.
Cant shake this knowing feeling
of dreading what awaits my day.
My head is thick with worry and
when I lay me down I feel a soft
haze of security.
Laying as if dead to the world,
maybe its better off without me in it.
my head is getting clearer now,
as a rush of hope plunges through
my very being.
Get up and show up,
this is my life.
I have the pen and the paper is blank.
Time to start this day
and when I make a mistake,
I can always erase and
start again.
With the dawn of another day.
by: Kristin McLeod
very deep and profound. I love how it is so hopeless at the beginning but then so hopeful at the end in how every day is a blank page.
ReplyDeletethanks baby, depression is very real to allot of people, but there is always a light at the end of the tunnel as they say :)
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