Here I am in the eerie of the night
Contemplating myself
My failures came over for a visit
My pain gave me a massage
And my chest opened the way for hurt
Here I am in the midst of the night
Contemplating my darkness
It became no apparent to me
That I became a dark soul
I would wake up every day
With dark thoughts in my mind
I would stare at the sky
And all I could see was grey
Even though I kept a brave face
Even though my smile
Would light up the room
My eyes were full of darkness
I never noticed time was passing by
Because it felt like
I was sitting in that dark room for a day
But I didn't realize that
It had now become a daily routine
That even months later
My pain was still a fresh wound
I lived in the darkness of night
Intoxicated and unleashed
I grew wilder by the day
And avoided all the things
That brought light to my soul
My darkroom was replaced by a dark world
I grew less empathetic
I saw the pain in others
And never thought of giving a hand
I made a home in the darkness
Feeling sober only in toxic states
I became what I hated most
But loved every second of it
My light grew weaker
It almost became foreign to me
And soon my failures
Would deal another blow to me,
One that would break me down
Even more than what I had experienced already
This dark energy that's within me
Had almost completely taken over
I was alone
I felt like the ultimate failure
I was misty with memories
I only had a single glimmer of light
Left inside of me
I wallowed and let my eyes
Wonder about the darkroom
I then noticed something
My room had a mirror,
I forgot I had one because
I was too afraid to face myself
My curiosity got the better of me
So, I stood up walked over to it
And saw a sight I would never forget
I saw a semblance in the mirror
I saw someone with a dark soul
To which I became shocked
I was shocked with what I saw because I couldn't recognize
The person I was seeing
I saw the shadow of
The person I used to be
And I didn't like what I saw
Because in that moment
I met with my darkness
Not being able to take it any longer
I walked over to a switch
And switched on the light
Now I am in a room full of light
Realizing that there is a lot to address
There is a lot of pain to conquer
A lot of failures to redeem myself from
And most of all a lot of light to bring back to my soul.
For In that moment
I knew that the work had just begun.
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Behind the smile
PoetryMy pen is my release It's an orgasm to my soul -A collection of poetry and articles about my personal experience with depression.