Tuesday, October 29, 2013

The Dark Cloak Is My Shepard (subtitle: reach for me)

You creep upon me.  Clinging to my every thought.  Dragging me down.  Clutching my heart.  A deadening in my chest.  I weep for you.  I beg for your release.  I try to shut you down.  But you won't let go.  I force myself into a sleep and I quietly wish you away with a mumbled prayer.  I try to flush you away with my tears until my mind gives up.

But in the morning you are still there.  I feel you.  I sense you in my every thought.  My body aches.  My blood boils.  They all see you.  I try to hide you from them.  And they all wonder why I won't just remove you.  I wish I knew how.

So often I reach for you.  I want so badly for you to reach for me.  I clumsily give you the opportunity.  I set you up.  I wait for you to come to me.  But you don't.  And those awful thoughts that I whisper to myself all become true.

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