The darkness fell but the descent was gradual.
It wasn't so dark at the first,
Creeping down, disguised
As a blanket of pale grey.
But as time passed the grey intensified
Giving way to darker hues.
And the descent was faster than before.
Then suddenly, it was BLACK.
Dense, suffocating, all encompassing black
Which permeated her very being.
Thick smog seeped into her mind
Dulling her ability to process thoughts clearly.
Her body ceased to function
And sleep stayed away.
And as she began to drown in this sea of black,
Somehow, somewhere she saw a flicker.
But it was oh so faint.
She knew that she had to pursue that light
However she was tired and craved sleep.
She didn't want to move, or think,
Or even be.
In the haziness of her memory
She remembered the light.
How in better days it had warmed her soul
And directed her paths.
Oh, how she yearned
To be back in that place.
The light had never actually gone out.
It was she who had left the path
Getting hopelessly lost.
And now she was unsure just how to get back.
But this glimmer signified hope.
HOPE, oh how long had it been?
She missed hope too.
With all the strength she could muster,
She resolved to seek out the light.
And as she did he darkness began to dissipate,
Reverting once more
To a disconsulate shade of grey.
And as days turned into weeks
And weeks gave birth to months,
The grey was slowly transformed
To a glorious light.
As once more she basked
In the sunshine of His Love.
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What an incredibly gifted poet. Each of us have known, or will know, darkness ... the creeping of its descent until it is all encompassing. We may be able to walk in shades of grey ... but in the bleakness of utter darkness ... only the LIGHT can give back light!
It is through tears that I attempt to type this. Once upon a time, I strayed... this could have easily been written by me. I found that in my darkness, His brilliant, incessant shadow is what drew me back into the glory of His perfect illumination. PTL! Thank you for reminding me, that no matter how dark the valley, the lantern of His love is never extinguished. - Nancy
Your poem captures the true feelings of living in the dark world of depression. I have known it all too well and thank you for bringing your words to the surface in such a descriptive way for all to read. Beautiful writing. God Bless.
Deborah, this was very, very good. Having been in a pit of darkness for twelve months some years back, I know that it was only as I really clung to the light of God's love and grace, that I finally came through. You painted the picture well, but finished it with wonderful hope and encouragement for those who are in that time of darkness now. Well done. With love, Deb
This poem could have been written about a time in my life several years ago when I chose to play with sin. I could not have better described the process or just how deep the darkness. Very well written!
Deborah, this is an extraordinary poem. Your message is powerful and the words you used to convey it are beautiful. The darkness does fall gradually, just a little distraction, a little fudging...then you find yourself in the dark. I love the glimmer of hope that leads you back into the full light of day. Wonderful, wonderful work!
I saw your poem after reading your critique on mine. Thanks so much for the encouragement. I can see from your writing that you're not afraid to take a good honest look at the issues you face and bring them to the surface for all of us to relate to. To me, this is the essence of writing. The honesty and heart behind "Darkness" is very evident. I could relate very much to the progession you've depicted. I look forward to your next one - please keep them coming!