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Category: poetry

  • surviving depression’s storms

    surviving depression’s storms

    …your floundering
    Drowning life and your effort to save yourself,
    Treading water, dancing the dark turmoil,
    Looking for something to give.”
    Ted Hughes

    Sometimes you just have to breathe, and breathe again.

    Wait for the storm to roll over you,

    without letting it pull you under,

    drown you in the depths …

    because then *they win

    and I’ll be damned if

    I’m going to let *them win again

    no. *they’ve taken enough

    seared into my soul enough

    ruined too many things

    so, NO, not today…

    Today I’m gonna let this storm

    batter and beat me down,

    but I will NOT let it

    beat me under

    it will NOT

    end me