Wednesday, 4 May 2016

When Darkness Whispers (May 4, 2016)

Am I
Delusional
For thinking
My poems are
Making a difference?

By exposing
The rawest
And darkest pain
Of the soul
One can endure.

Without
Committing suicide
Afterwards.

I ask
As my inner darkness
Threatens to unleash
A tsunami of tears
Upon me.

So tired
Of this constant battle
I find myself
Bogged down
In.

Only wanting
A mere moment
To be free
Of this engagement
Most soul perilous.

Knowing
To surrender
Would be suicidal
On a lesser scale.

But rest
I must have
For the sake
Of my own health.

Or
Else.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: Written, after another stress filled therapy session, which I touched upon, some of the darkness and negative emotions, I have internalized, over the years.

1 comment:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Yes, your poems do make a difference. They raise awareness of the struggles of trans gender people. But also, we all have our various struggles, and can resonate with the courage it takes a person, to live through the challenges. I can well imagine that you are tired of struggle. But I applaud that you remain true to yourself and do not give up.

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