Hopelesness fading.
No more evading.
Brightly anticipating.
A future of my own.
Light grows brighter.
Dark becomes lighter.
Before you a fighter.
No longer alone.
A metaphor of life.
Words are my strife.
Depression was the knife.
Sunken in my skin and bone.
No longer at a low.
No more hurt left to show.
Through anguish i do grow.
No longer my own foe.
A black cover gone.
This pain, its been so long.
Finally un-strung.
No more words left unsung.
I am finally at one.
~Larko
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Clearing spaces. Making room for new faces. Determined I'm visiting new places. Clearing out my thoughts. Thoughts of a girl distraught. Getting rid of the old as one ought. Clearing memories.
This is the story of my battle with depression..my Black Dog. Ultimately, it is a story of Hope.
Don't lose sight of what's right, or what basks in a warm-red light, A heart un-gagged, a soul un-masked, New, trembling body, with what is asked, A strength found deep, never lost, Even in sleep, A...
Eyes will drip, mouths will speak, Eyes will cry, hearts will sneak. Hearts will hide but eyes will peek. At first glance, the future looks bleak.
The answer is very simple to me I write because it sets me free Weaving words with love together Let's me journey beyond forever Delving into my imagination Fills my heart with quiet elation From...
Sitting here alone I feel my mood begin to slip, My cheery disposition has decided now to flip, The joy of living happily has suddenly took flight, I know this filthy mood is gonna stay with me all...
It feels like... I'm finally ready, you know. I feel happy I feel peaceful I feel prepared. I tried so long to be perfect: To gain control of it all, And wake up each morning with spirit and hope.
Sunshine blazing. Heat my soul. Something amazing. Let's take a stroll. Summer haze. My only goal. Summer days. Young or old. Lay down for hours. Drink by my side. So much power. Gets charged inside.
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