“Cycle Ends…”

Depression, you are a killer.

You disrupt my dreams like a scream during the circadian rhythm.

You put a halt on my progress, and laugh hysterically at my progression as nonsense.

You hurt my brain…

But I have outsmarted you, you will not win this game.

Poetry…

You are a saver.

You allow me to express in such a way.

You turn my darkest days – into a brighter time like summer time in May.

How to win this battle!

I know that I can and will.

Positive thoughts at will.

Difficult, but can be done.

I failed at times, but happiness and wholeness can be won.

Now, is where this cycle of depression ends.

Now, is the time, I change my lens.

Now, is where I make myself my own best friend.

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