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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The Dark Side of the Moon | Short Poem No. 85

I’m looking at the dark side of the moon.
My eyes are open as I cannot sleep.
Is it because I went to bed so soon
That my mind wanders to lands that are bleak?

Dark Side of the Moon
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Dark Side of the Moon.
Some Places Never See Light.
So, Too, Thoughts at Night.

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Time to Run Away | Sonnet | Remix No. 17

Time to run away and never come back.
So. . .can you feel me? No, of course you don’t.
You never see me, or much less than that.
I’m all alone, even when I go home.

Time to run away and never come back.
The whole world is waiting, so why am I?
I’ve never been more ready to attack.
I’ll live my life – my way – before I die.

Time to run away and never come back.
I’ve made my world as I imagined it.
But, still, I’m cold with the clothes on my back
and love from strangers leaves me desolate.

When I ran away, I didn’t go back.
I remember it was snowing that day.
Like death from winter, my days now turn black.
I wrote my fortune, but it’s not that way.

Where is all the love I dreamed there would be?
Last night I dreamed I didn’t run away.
But as hard as I try, I can’t break free
from nightmares in my mind that come in the day.

It snowed the day I decided to stay.
A sober light woke my nightmare away.