Dawn & Dusk

Depression bids me to wallow
With it in misery’s pit
It reminds me of my agonies
That almost made me quit

It arranges my sorrow into a song
Its melody pierces my heart
It weeps tears over my wounds
It almost seems genuinely hurt

But as I sit in misery’s pit
I see life passing me by
And I begin to realise
It’s making my sorrows multiply

For it needs my misery
If it is to survive
To drink the blood from my wounds
So that it can thrive

And so, to free myself
I must face more pain
Begin to hack at the coalface
To make the life of my dreams

Depression’s wail will not leave
It comes every morning when I rise
But I must seek comfort elsewhere
If I wish to survive

Instead, I turn to Hope
Who acknowledges my pain
But instils in me belief
That I can feel happy again

With tears on my cheek
I leave my regrets behind
Take hold of Hope’s hand
And walk towards the light