Tired. A poem.

I’m tired.

And my drifting aimless gaze
settles on a distant mist-like haze
that wells up continuously inside,
like savage, misplaced pride,
and makes me drop like a stone
into waters unknown.
Lost on cruel tides that wend
the capitulating ocean to its end.

So tired.

If only sleep could solve this quandary,
instead of leaving me on the periphery
of a world that spins aimlessly,
through head space and trickery,
and leaves me wanting nothing less.
And nothing more.

Just tired.

Time to leave this place.

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    1. Thanks for your concern. I suffer from long term depression, and have good days and bad days. If you’ve read any of my posts about my illness, you’ll know I attempted suicide a few years ago, but made a commitment to my son never to try again. I still think about it. But I’ll never take that step backwards again. Only forward, from now on. 🙂

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      1. Ok. I empathise with you Steve. I haven’t read all of your posts yet about your depression yet but I will. I have also suffered from depression in the past and work as a counsellor to help people with their depression today. When I read your poem It raised flags so I am glad to hear you are still here and that you have found a way to keep fighting. Writing seems to help alot with depression and I think you are doing great things by expelling those demons by writing. My children gave me a powerful reason to overcome my depression also. Please feel free to contact me anytime. You are most welcome for the concern. 😊

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      2. Anytime.😊 Yes it is very cathartic and you are also helping many others by expressing it to not feel alone and you are connecting with others. You are a gift to your son as he is to you. 😊

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      3. You are very brave Steve. You are “still standing”. Please hang in there. You are most welcome for the concern. As a counsellor and a Dad, our kids can help us get through dark times by giving us another reason to live. Getting counselling has helped me out of the darkness many times also. I know you don’t know me but I am here, as a counsellor, a friend and just another human being caring about another human being. I will listen in any capacity.

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  1. Hmm, these things are both lovely and horrible to read.
    You’re a great writer, very vulnerable and open, your work is lovely, but it sucks to see the suffering you have to go through. Hope it’ll get better eventually!

    I do really admire your consistent writing! How do you find the inspiration to write every day? 😀 I sometimes go long periodes without writing, and then suddenly can’t stop, haha.

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    1. Hi Allie, thanks so much!
      My inspiration comes directly from the Big Guy upstairs, I’m sure. Also, I tend to have so much (crap) going on in my life that I never run out of things to write about lol. I’ve never really had writer’s block (okay, once, but that was a long time ago), because the ideas seem to constantly flow. I always have a backlog of material as I usually write a few poems at a time.
      Sometimes, it’s a mystery. Sometimes, it’s not.
      My answer’s a bit crap but it’s hard to explain. 🙂

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