
Will you come looking for me
when I find myself lost in the darkness?
Because there are times
when I slip
down
deep
into the abyss
I hope you will be brave enough
to climb down
take my hand
show me the way out
and
if I can’t stand
please hold me tight
and carry me towards the light
Around this time last year I was not in a good way; I was incredibly unwell mentally and physically. I would wake up in the mornings with adrenaline coursing through my body, always in flight mode. I lost a lot of weight and also had a breast cancer scare. I found myself in a dark abyss, but I knew what to do…
I had (still have) beautiful, authentic people in my life who I shared everything with. My two best friends in particular weren’t afraid of my turmoil, but met me in my anguish and showed me nothing but understanding. I think that’s the main thing people want when they are in pain… to know there are people brave enough to climb down to you without judgement. I have romanticised this idea in the poem above (as poets do), but please know that no one else can carry you out of your pain. It’s wonderful to have someone hold your hand and encourage you, but you alone need to take the steps out of the darkness. Unfortunately it’s one step at a time, one day at a time. Courage, courage my friend.
I love the foot notes, it said it all.
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I’m delighted and not surprised to read this comment from you Cassa. As much as poetry and any creative pursuit is about doing whatever you want, sometimes I think it’s important to point out the fiction in what we write. Not always, but sometimes π
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“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”. The original meaning of the poem also lies in the writer.
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I love your poem…how you’ve “played” with darkness & light…romanticized the lines…thank you for your heartfelt sharing…I very much resonate with your words…each & every step is a step forward…mindfully…hoping you’re doing better, dear Bree…much love β¨π€π«
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Thank you Navin. You are so kind and I know words like this are safe in you heart. I am doing so much better. At times I can’t believe how far I have come πππ
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It should be me saying to you for your heartfelt sharing…I’m glad to know you’re doing so much better, Bree…keep shining π«
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Don’t Miss Reading This from Bree!!
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Thank you Chuck π
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Always happy to read and share your posts with followers, Dear Bree!
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To arise from the abyss is a positive move in the right direction Bree….
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It is indeed Ivor π
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Glad you’re doing better. Another worthy poem! You’re writing keeps getting more magical! You’ve come so far and you’ll only go farther I’m sure. You writing deserves to be read and heard. Have a great weekend!
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Thanks Ben, you yourself really are an inspiration π Sorry, I missed this comment somehow π
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A beautiful poem, Bree; and your commentary is so true. Both resonate deeply. π
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Thank you Jeff, it’s lovely to read your thoughts on this piece π
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Youβre most welcome, Bree. Always. π
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This is a brave, encouraging, inspiring, authentic and honest post, Bree. Courage, my beautiful, authentic friend π
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Back at you, beautiful, authentic friend!
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That poem feels so close to you, especially after reading your note about your struggles. Hope it’s a thing of the past and you are doing well now Bree π
A very nice poem Bree. The honest admission of longing for love and care expressed very well π
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Thanks Vignesh π Yes, I am doing so well, such a world away from where I was last year. Thanks for your thoughts on the poem as well.
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Courage? Courage. β€
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That’s it ππππ
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