Just when I thought it was over…
Well, just when I seriously thought my writing days were over, an amazing thing happened:
I wrote a poem.
I didn’t want to, and I really didn’t want my reason for writing to be depression, but there it is. Things are not going well on an internal, emotional, spiritual level, so when in pain, WRITE.
Here it is and I am well aware that it sucks, but I haven’t written a poem in years and YEARS so don’t comment, ok?
MY
gripe
rage
pride
sin
GOD
spark
love
death
life
MY
lonliness
shame
unworthiness
pain
GOD
whole
healer
infinite
inaccessible
WHY HAVE
YOU-love-joy-peace-comfort-father-master
ABANDONED
me
alone
cold
dark
empty
It could actually be a rhyming or metered poem, if I was better at this gift I buried away so long ago.
[…] I must admit a few things. I’ve been doing some hardcore battle with depression that stepped in to my life, unwanted and unexpected, and did nothing but warrant the writing of a lukewater poem about God who feels far far away. […]