Morning blackness

by Michael   Oct 22, 2018


So many mornings-
depression cracked
on the edge of my eyelids;

-a black sunrise
smudged my eyes with a dewy haze
blending me into the background
as they adjusted to darkness

my whole body felt dull;
pained like an aching tooth
I would slide backwards pressing my
back against the wall

I felt like a puppet on a string;
made from my nerve endings,
pulling so tight at the deep-rooted cause
my muscles, just danced to the merry tune

my clock on the wall was just
a jumble of illuminated numbers,
the time may well have been yesterday;
or even the day before!

the shape of morning began to change
and my anxiety started to circle my mind
like little-vultures pecking at thoughts

the weight upon my shoulders doubled in size;
and it was s though, gravity had piled on the pounds
and sprawled across me from head to toe
lying on its front

I just needed a remedy;
anything to numb the agony-

just to blackout.

-blackness

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  • 6 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    A clever physical expression of deoression. Glad to see it nominated. Milly x

    • 6 years ago

      by Michael

      Thanks Miss Milly :)x

  • 6 years ago

    by Jamie

    This is something I have never really seen before. I have never really seen someone try and put depression into a physical form. It was a really interesting thing to read because it is so true, depression really does control our body and make us feel blacked out. You have described these feelings so well. I wish I could have nominated but I am glad it is.

    • 6 years ago

      by Michael

      Thanks BC for your comments, much appreciated :)

  • 6 years ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    Lord have mercy, my heart... I've felt this same blackness, more often than I like to admit. Depression can and will consume you. It's a black hole that many people struggle trying to climb out of.
    Great write.

    • 6 years ago

      by Michael

      Indeed Hannah, and thank you for reading and your comments :)

  • 6 years ago

    by Em (marmite)

    This piece is so very vivid and relatable... Hugs

  • 6 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    The painful, black, heavy burden of depression. Your descriptions really helped me feel the confused state of a tormented mind. I hope you found that remedy.

    • 6 years ago

      by Michael

      Managed as well as one can Mr D, but always there lurking :)

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