Could Mean Your Life (poem)
I used to be full of anxiety
Conquering the best part of me
Till I held in suspension
Most bitter depression
Sapping my strength and ability
It wasn’t until
Fear took a spill
Far more than a spell
Magical feeling
Tenderest healing
Inspired in me, my will anew
Came through with scars
Emotional wounds
Consuming, engulfing inferno
One helluva a long chill
I can say this now
Yet back many days
It was fight or flight
Panic and Doom
So many moments
Had been through
Learning to live again
Not to turn my back
Nor shirk responsibility, or friends
Even my personal writing
An attitude to seek and find
Because what’s found
Could mean your life
For me it means
I can no longer hide
February 9, 2009 at 12:57 am
Good Job Mr. Dustus!
Thanks for sharing your site and your work!
I look forward to reading more! Keep up the good work.
February 9, 2009 at 1:06 pm
Thank you for your kind words!
–Adam
March 16, 2010 at 5:15 pm
Dark nights and dark days,
No light coming your way,
Days turn into momentary abyss’
Where you wish your eyes would just open, see,
But nothing comes.
I hope that you’re now recovering. Absolutely adore your work.
March 16, 2010 at 5:39 pm
What an excellent comment! Things are much better in my life since I wrote that piece —what seems a lifetime ago now. You’re very kind. Thank You 🙂
March 27, 2010 at 7:44 am
simply adored the last para.