Matthew Anish Poet I do not know?

Hope In the Darkness

Last night darkness
   grew around her 
Tied up and sedated 
She was facing nothingness
(not without pain)
Even while her emotions 
   were being dulled by the chemicals 
She still had electrical hopes
  A plea for peace 
came from her tortured lips 
Does it seem like you 
were there with her?
Only in spirit, friend
For she is facing the shadows alone 
As memories well up in her
She breathes (not for the last time)

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Debbie Guzzi November 19, 2012 at 1:40 PM I think this would be dramatic monologue Matt, very scary to..sounds like shock therapy..line 6 typo [her] Thanks so much for stopping by my writes. Light & Love

Lucilla Carrillo November 3, 2012 at 9:51 AM Nice poem deeply felt. Matthew, I don't know how to express my feelings about what you all are going through up in New York. I hope everything is back to normal soon. Just want you to know that I am praying for all of you. I have bee in that situation before. Many blessings. Lucilla

Dinda Minardi October 31, 2012 at 8:15 AM Wow, this is very deep. I love how you write, always a story behind it.

Joann Grisetti October 20, 2012 at 8:43 PM Treatments in many fields have changed,but mind illnesses still are so misunderstood. Good poem.

Harry Horsman October 20, 2012 at 1:23 AM this poem needed to be written, Mathew, although painful especially if someone close to you...

Debbie Guzzi October 18, 2012 at 6:07 PM line 6 [her?] good old electric shock treatments? seems they still do them too! grrrrrr Light & Love

Joe Maverick October 18, 2012 at 12:44 PM I must agree with Sara on this write Matthew.. I hope Its not related to sommeone you know..!

Sara Kendrick October 18, 2012 at 12:10 PM Interesting work that you have penned..Reads like someone who is lost and hopeless filled with depression..Sad..Sara

Poet Destroyer A October 15, 2012 at 10:43 PM Hello, Matt, from New York, i find light every time dark finds me in the shadow alone,,, enjoyed your poem,,xox~pd