Killer Within
It is personal....devouring, you can never get enough; draining individual's of their lifeblood bit by bit. You don't just come out at night you feed all day long, gorging yourself on every morsel, taking full delight, till your helpless victim is rendered powerless under your might. Nothing it seems can stop your onslaught, craving more and more attention you bury deeper and deeper until he/she is hardly recognizable amongst the remnants, of who they once were.
Still warm to touch, decaying within you weave your complexities, depression and anxiety it is horrible to see. The rain falls hard and cold unspeakable suffering.....isolated, loosing touch with reality and irrational beliefs.
Let me be your eyes.....no one thing defines you or detracts from who you are.....words are powerful, so say it for you. Be present, choosing consciously aware however hard, another dimension will enhance, even if it is not as you would prefer it to be.
I care....it is not easy, it takes a lot of courage living with the killer within, never knowing when it will strike. You will get through this and come out the other side. Love and accept yourself just as you are......your immensely valuable, special and unique.
White on gold....enthused....holy, the cross stands absolute changing reflections with force....take real strength from this truth.....the grass will again smell sweet. Till at last daystar.....the sun breaks through and stays....touching, it's good to see you smile.....just when you thought you were out of reach.
Copyright © Kim Difford | Year Posted 2016
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