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THE NIGHT OF DAY

My memories betray me

Blackness seeps through the cracks

Light through the bedroom window

Laughs' at me and scoffs

I feel that I've been left to die

By family and friends

I just can't seem to cry out

No shelter from the pain

The rain it keeps falling

Desperately Ì continue crying out

Perhaps God will win the day

But in this hour of seeming neglect

I remember the dance again

You sway to the right then to the left

As moods wax and wane

But all to no avail

The dance never really seems to end!

Style / type: 
Free verse
Last few words: 
WHATEVER OR HOWEVER WE MAY THINK OR FEEL ABOUT DEPRESSION IT'S REAL AND IT'S DANGEROUS. THE SOLUTION ISN'T SIMPLE BUT RECOGNIZING THE SIGNS EARLY AND EDUCATION THROUGH ORGANIZATIONS SUCH AS DBSA AND NAMI ARE VALUABLE TOOLS!
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Content level: 
Not Explicit Content

Comments

very dangerous! It can be subtle in its appearance and we may never know. Recognizing the signs is important, but sometimes, they just don't show! You have provided a look at some of the things that don't seem like much but are signs.
I hope that you may find some relief here, with people that share your experiences. Keep writing and hopefully find a little peace. ~ Geezer.
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Literally editing my feelings. Reading things I wrote after a little time elapsed, I’d always find what I wrote to be more extreme or darker than how I really felt. It took more than that of course and I still have bad days but with therapy and some new techniques to express my feelings in a way that’s productive I’ve made a lot of strides. I’ve got the most amazing wife and children and I just couldn’t see any of it from where I was standing.

You’re in good hands here poet. It’s my aim to lift everyone up that I can.

Tim

A song I wrote and recorded about my own struggles with depression. Your title “The Night of Day” that is so apt. Perfect.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=POBYT7Mo3Ds&list=OLAK5uy_ktuqcLtdj-1gd2HzC...

I appreciate those who read this one. It does mean something personal to me, although I would rather
have written something more upbeat and ethereal. Thanks to those who read it!

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Successively until our languages become one!

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have been here a while, I will start bugging you to write something more upbeat and happier; you can count on it! For now, get to know us and read, read, read, the stuff that interests you here. Write as often as you can, and you will have a great time.
~ Geezer.
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