In the light of recovery
Life’s challenges send me
Into the dark.
On the edge of the hole, I teeter.
A fiery flare of emotions
Burns inside me.
Tears fall like
A torrential rainstorm.
Sadness stings me like
A frozen blast of winter air.
It’s as if I’m
Carrying a boulder alone,
My inner pain unseen.
My energy drained.
On the couch I lie,
Unable to fight.
To friends I turn;
They listen and encourage me;
Their support shines a light
Into my darkness.
I step back from the edge;
I work my way back
To the light of recovery.
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Aimee this is a tragic and yet hope filled poem! That boulder can be lifted when friends gather to help. I’m so glad you have that kind of support!! Stay in the light! ❤
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Murisopsis,
Thank you. I was feeling down so I wrote this poem. I’m lucky to have a good support system.
Aimee
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Writing it out is a great strategy to put things in perspective!
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Murisopsis,
It sure does. It helped a lot.
Aimee
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