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Glass
This will pass
Like glass, this mood can be broken
And as a token
The past will be left unspoken
The sun still shines
Even through the darkest sadness
It’s like madness there
Where you care too deeply
But just know though
That while the depression feels as if it is forever
It rarely ever imprisons you completely
Even if your heart skips a beat there
And your mind and body compete there
The haze will lift
And you’ll drift into glee
Where your spirit feels free
Like glass, this mood can be broken
And as a token
The past will be left unspoken
The sun still shines
Even through the darkest sadness
It’s like madness there
Where you care too deeply
But just know though
That while the depression feels as if it is forever
It rarely ever imprisons you completely
Even if your heart skips a beat there
And your mind and body compete there
The haze will lift
And you’ll drift into glee
Where your spirit feels free
Published 18th Jan 2023
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18th Jan 2023 3:45pm
Everything will pass...
And it seems the broken shards always cut.
Sometimes the past is definitely left unspoken.
Hidden in the shadows of time behind a broken mirror.
The sun will still rise,
perhaps it doesn't illuminate the sadness.
And perhaps only smiles will be shown.
It's like madness indeed.
And when you care too deeply you feel everything so intensely.
Those cuts, bleeding out...
The depression and anxiety persists.
I know how it feels when the mind and body compete there.
Breaking out of this prison can be so hard.
But there is always joy to be found.
Especially when the spirit breaks free.
I really love the positive ending.
It can be really difficult when the past stalks you.
But there is always a light at the end of the tunnel.
Even if sometimes it might take time to get there.
Still there will always be another tunnel.
And it seems the broken shards always cut.
Sometimes the past is definitely left unspoken.
Hidden in the shadows of time behind a broken mirror.
The sun will still rise,
perhaps it doesn't illuminate the sadness.
And perhaps only smiles will be shown.
It's like madness indeed.
And when you care too deeply you feel everything so intensely.
Those cuts, bleeding out...
The depression and anxiety persists.
I know how it feels when the mind and body compete there.
Breaking out of this prison can be so hard.
But there is always joy to be found.
Especially when the spirit breaks free.
I really love the positive ending.
It can be really difficult when the past stalks you.
But there is always a light at the end of the tunnel.
Even if sometimes it might take time to get there.
Still there will always be another tunnel.
19th Jan 2023 6:21am
19th Jan 2023 5:41am
You’ve so aptly expressed a sentiment that has helped me through a number of rough times. There’s strength can be found in remembering the troughs from which we’ve risen. ☺️
19th Jan 2023 11:35am
This poem has helped me to remember that healing is possible. Thanks for stopping by
19th Jan 2023 6:14am
I like this :) Thank you for sharing it. It is something I will truly come back to for comfort with my own struggles with this demon. A really inspirational read that lends strength to those in need as we all are from time to time. Enjoyed
19th Jan 2023 11:37am
When the darkness grips you, it feels as though there is no way out. I wrote this as a reminder that there is life to live beyond mental illness
19th Jan 2023 6:15am
I really appreciate the message of this, your smooth command of rhyme and the elegant yet honest flow of your wording.
19th Jan 2023 11:55am
