The Darker Days of Despair
In the darker days, there will be despair,
endless nights through emotionless stares.
So stuck to stay you cannot break away,
away from this madness and chains of clay.
Manufactured restraints of grief and despair,
how agonizing can be this tormenting lair.
Your whole being longing for this to end,
this deep and dark pit in which you descend.
The darker days will come for us all,
alone and frightened unable to stand tall.
A place of despair and a place without hope,
a place where you feel you can no longer cope.
A place where no one is coming to save you,
a place where no one can save you but you!
May these desperate and tormenting days pass you by,
or may you learn to rise above them and soar up high!
Despair and depression have become a modern trend,
the birth child of a dying world speeding towards the end!
Copyright © Deon Christie | Year Posted 2021
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