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Surviving The Battle

Poetry By: Ava Rosien

Tags: Depression

I think many can relate to bouts of depression. This piece is written about my past battles with it. At present, it is only a mild seasonal problem for me. But the memories of the worst times stay with me always.

Submitted:Jan 1, 2013    Reads: 89    Comments: 6    Likes: 4   

Chaotic mind cluttered

thoughts escaping recognition;

words tangled, images distorted;

like an abhorrent apparition.

Nights as this are my foe

to having peaceful dreams;

Insanity a breath away;

no conquering reality it seems.


A shard of broken thoughts;

slicing through my head;

If I could only hold one still;

just long enough instead

to find solution to the suffering

and put end to their hold.

So fast are the thoughts,

words and images unfold;


past and present, even future

blur past mind's eye this night.

Like heavy footed soldiers,

marching forward out of sight.

In the clutter I seek to find

one thought that's not illusion;

A truth to cling to, that was there

before insanity's intrusion.


The racing mind refuses me

the clarity of calming thought;

Like ship adrift in turbulent seas;

tossed and full of fraught.

Till sleep comes to rescue,

trapped in this egregious state;

morning will again shed light;

my sanity of thought to reinstate.


Another battle fought and won;

I've kept insanity's realm at bay;

help from all knowing power;

sending the sun to herald day.

Tormenting darkness put aside;

thoughts made clear and slow;

chaos and clutter now gone;

thoughts allowed to freely flow.


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