Will I Reach The End?
I gasp on the suffocating closeness
that permeates the air
and clings to bedevilled thoughts.
This passage seems endless,
with no bench
to sit and take a breather.
A glow still glimmers
through the gloom.
I wonder -- can I reach it?
Shaking with exhaustion,
I walk on with weighted feet
and shiver as light quivers.
Shadows dance round me
like squalling demons
that mock my worst terror
of being trapped
in this hell-hole
Dusk smothers my flame.
-- obscures the way ahead,
so I stumble
into a deluge of depression,
that bursts through the wall
to drown me.
has broken down the bricks.
As melancholy rises higher,
I splutter --
Iím choking on itís water
-- mingled with my tears.
Images of lifeís battles
blur in my mind.
Will this tunnel
soon turn into my tomb?
My strength is almost spent.
when a glint
pokes through the bleakness.
--the spark ignites my hope.
I pull up my collapsed spirit
and gather power.
I crawl towards the radiance
that floods my pathway
Can I stretch to the end this time?
Determination drives me on.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Tammy (188.8.131.52) -- Saturday, December 18 2004, 02:34 am|
this is a great poem... you covered the truth of how depression takes a hold of us, and how hard it is to break away from the grips of this aweful demon. Great Poem!!!!!!
|Dino (184.108.40.206) -- Saturday, December 18 2004, 08:19 am|
I enjoyed every line. Written like a pro. How do you do it? I'm stun? I sure hope your ok? Thanks for sharing your work Cap. Drive on!
|Capricorn (220.127.116.11) -- Saturday, December 18 2004, 12:20 pm|
Thanks Tammy -- I'm glad you appreciated this.
|Capricorn (18.104.22.168) -- Saturday, December 18 2004, 12:24 pm|
Yes -- I'm ok Dino -- thanks for asking.I almost get to the light when some other demon comes along and I'm still stuggling on -- but that's life! Glad you enjoyed.
|J Freedom Long (22.214.171.124) -- Saturday, December 18 2004, 03:08 pm|
Hi Capricorn....wonderful stirring poem..don't know why but "heavy feet" caused me to think of Oscar Wilde's that went something like "it is nice to dance to lutes and flutes when life is sweet and fair....it is not sweet with nimble feet to dance upon the air! And I am a Scorpio so you understand...be happy....thanks for the stirring poem...Jerry
|Megan (126.96.36.199) -- Saturday, December 18 2004, 11:46 pm|
There is beauty and truth in your words. Hang in there.
|Capricorn (188.8.131.52) -- Sunday, December 19 2004, 11:26 pm|
Glad you enjoyed it! `nimble feet' creates a beautiful picture in my mind.
|Capricorn (184.108.40.206) -- Sunday, December 19 2004, 11:27 pm|
|joyce ivy (220.127.116.11) -- Tuesday, December 21 2004, 02:36 pm|
Great write Cap....you convey depression very well here...but through the bleakness...there is still hope...thanks for sharing...joyce
|Capricorn (18.104.22.168) -- Wednesday, December 22 2004, 04:08 pm|
Thanks Joyce -- yes there is hope -- you just have to keep plodding on.
|anonymous (22.214.171.124) -- Saturday, January 7 2006, 05:49 am|
uuuuuuuuhhhhhh..........Ths is gr8!!
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