Facing Dark
I'm not sure how I feel
Random pops of edginess
Then calmer, more distant
At times very present
I find myself retreating
Into the furthest corners
Of my mind
When I feel the shadow
Creeping up,
Yet rolling like thunder,
Hard and fast
I sense its impending grip
And I escape into the recesses
Of my inner self
Afraid to be with the pain
That seems to debilitate me
Loss of power
No control
So I run for my life
But I'm tired
And worn down
I can't keep running
Because it won't stop
Chasing me
It will go into hiding
Restful slumber
Then sneak up and grab me
When I am least expecting it
So I must stop in my tracks
And turn to face this darkness
And I mustn't try to conquer it
But to embrace it
Every dark, dank, heavy aspect
I must allow it to be
One with me
To feel it
And be with it
To understand it
And give it love and compassion
I must stop running
And instead meet it
Eye to eye
So that it will feel heard
And dissipate
At last...
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