Dark Places | A Sonnet about Depression | Remix 27

My mind leads me to some old, dark places.
Places that feel chilly, sunless and grey.
Followed by a torment that still chases
away my heart to places in decay.

dark places
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When we first met at night inside a dream,
you led me through the halls of deep despair.
The hope I held was not as it would seem;
misery turns dreams into a nightmare.

Since then, you have become my long best friend.
You know me deep inside and never leave.
I gave up hope that this will ever end:
The torture that destroys what I believe.

My God, if you won’t take away this cup,
then use Your mighty hand to hold me up.

The Lord is my Shepherd

My Last Post

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Author: Jay Bleu

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20 thoughts on “Dark Places | A Sonnet about Depression | Remix 27”

  1. Oh I understand that too, sadly.

    I don’t know about you but for me writing from a personal point of view can be two fold…

    Sometimes it’s difficult to express the truth of how you feel…

    Sometimes it’s only when you look at what you’ve written that you realise how you really feel…


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