Dark Places | A Sonnet about Depression | Remix 27

My mind leads me to some old, dark places.
Places that feel chilly, sunless and grey.
Followed by a torment that still chases
away my heart to places in decay.

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When we first met at night inside a dream,
you led me through the halls of deep despair.
The hope I held was not as it would seem;
misery turns dreams into a nightmare.

Since then, you have become my long best friend.
You know me deep inside and never leave.
I gave up hope that this will ever end:
The torture that destroys what I believe.

My God, if you won’t take away this cup,
then use Your mighty hand to hold me up.

The Lord is my Shepherd

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Balcony Gardens | Haiku | Short Poem No. 89

Balcony Gardens
Make Quiet Places To Rest
And Grow Emotions.

Balcony Gardens
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Have you cultivated your love while sitting out on your balcony? Or tended to your broken heart?

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[Not] A Lot of Words to Say | Short Poem No. 87

A Lot of Words To Say
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I used to have a lot of words to say.
Emotions ran throughout my mind all day.
A never ending stream of poetry.
That was when I had a lot of words to say.

I thought the flow of heart of would always run.
But it would seem, today, that it is done.
I spent my thoughts like they would never end.
But they were limited, and it is done.

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Reaching Out to Me | Haiku | Short Poem No. 86

Reaching Out to Me.
And I’m Reaching Out to You.
Never Seem to meet.

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Hands Were Made To Hold;
Fit Together Perfectly.
Why Are My Hands Free?

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