I wrote this one time when I was really down and out. It is not poetry so, PLEASE DON'T LAUGH (hahaha...if you laugh, i villl keel yoooooo) but it made me get up and have a go again. It is my wish that when people read this, they can find some comfort that they are not alone and you can make it too.
XOXO,
Marsha
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Everything is still in the darkness,
No light, no sound, no joy, no pain,
There is comfort in the dark,
While there is no joy to gain,
In darkness, joy remains a bane
Therefore, there is kindness in the dark
There is a door,
There is light,
There is sound,
There is possible laughter,
Feel, there is possible love,
There is possible joy,
However, there is comfort in the dark
Every step towards the door,
God, it feels like moving a mountain,
Why move when there is comfort in the dark?
What if there isn’t light?
What if it hurts?
What if I reached out and feel pain
Again,
So, there I remain, there is comfort in the dark
Is this for eternity? Is this all that I am?
Nothingness? Emptiness? Emotionless?
Is this what I was born for?
Was there no purpose for my life?
Is it possible that there’s more?
Is it true that I can survive?
In the darkness I have stayed,
Is there reason for the wait?
It felt like a breeze blowing over my face,
Beckoning me to change my fate,
Like a butterfly catching my eye in the sky
It makes me ask God why,
Why is there comfort in the dark
When it is possible to leave a mark,
What is it out there, curiosity eats at me,
The curiosity brings along a friend,
And that friend is hope.
Can I let go?
The breeze of hope sweeps me to my feet,
I am ready,
Thank you darkness, thanks for the company,
I am ready for more than this,
The wave of hope is hard to resist,
I shall persist with every step towards that door of light,
I resolve to keep up a good fight,
One day, when I am in pain,
I know that there is comfort in the dark,
again.
Yet, there is hope in the light.
No light, no sound, no joy, no pain,
There is comfort in the dark,
While there is no joy to gain,
In darkness, joy remains a bane
Therefore, there is kindness in the dark
There is a door,
There is light,
There is sound,
There is possible laughter,
Feel, there is possible love,
There is possible joy,
However, there is comfort in the dark
Every step towards the door,
God, it feels like moving a mountain,
Why move when there is comfort in the dark?
What if there isn’t light?
What if it hurts?
What if I reached out and feel pain
Again,
So, there I remain, there is comfort in the dark
Is this for eternity? Is this all that I am?
Nothingness? Emptiness? Emotionless?
Is this what I was born for?
Was there no purpose for my life?
Is it possible that there’s more?
Is it true that I can survive?
In the darkness I have stayed,
Is there reason for the wait?
It felt like a breeze blowing over my face,
Beckoning me to change my fate,
Like a butterfly catching my eye in the sky
It makes me ask God why,
Why is there comfort in the dark
When it is possible to leave a mark,
What is it out there, curiosity eats at me,
The curiosity brings along a friend,
And that friend is hope.
Can I let go?
The breeze of hope sweeps me to my feet,
I am ready,
Thank you darkness, thanks for the company,
I am ready for more than this,
The wave of hope is hard to resist,
I shall persist with every step towards that door of light,
I resolve to keep up a good fight,
One day, when I am in pain,
I know that there is comfort in the dark,
again.
Yet, there is hope in the light.
Goodbye Darkness, my friend,
May I never see you again.
May I never see you again.
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