Weighed Down

This grief, depression, whatever it is,

Has been weighing me down for days.

I try to move to shake it off

But it just wants to stay.

It’s been fed by trauma

And many have I had

Lately my life seems to be

Less good and more bad.

So now I just sit here

And feel life slipping by

Not caring, full of apathy

Only managing to cry

Waiting for this wave to crest

To ride it back to shore

Because I still have hope

There are still good days in store.

Inner Fire

On those nights when it’s the darkest

There’s no light within your eyes.

All your hope has faded

And the tears will never dry.

That’s the time to regain focus

To close your eyes and breathe

And calm your mind and your soul

To reclaim what is underneath.

Center yourself, and you will see it.

A tiny burning spark.

Your ember of inner fire

That can still conquer the dark.

Let it draw you to it.

Like a moth to proverbial flame.

It will never hurt you.

But you won’t ever be the same.

Once the fire consumes you and

The flames extinguish your tears

The strength you feel will overcome

Those troubles you’ve had for years.

Keep those eyes closed tight and watch

All the negativity burn away

Let your entire self become the light

And wake to a brand new day.