In the Darkness

IN THE DARKNESS That woman was me years and years ago, when everything around me was darkness embracing self-pity, trapped with nowhere to go. I prayed and prayed to get out of the bleakness. Days turned into months and I did not feel any better, the more depressed I became. Falling into the pit of self-pity made me immobile and stripped me of hope and anger, rage came. I asked You, why you did not hear my prayers to get out of this mess, this depression, to get better so I could get on with life and take care of my affairs. Why, why have you given me so much to shoulder? I never understood why I had to go through so many hardships, struggles, losses when I never used or took advantage of anybody and I knew many people who did and they had it easy and no excuse. I lost all my savings, all my hard earned money for my tenants could not pay the rents and I had to continue the mortgages and lost everything at sixty? I have to start all over again, why Lord, why this bad? 12/22/20 A Rhyme Story-Poem With Eyes On Poetry Mystic Rose Rose