A poem on Depression
A hole you stumble down
Until you hit the bottom
And can only hear the sound
Of despair, an emptying, numbness
You are broken
You are worn
Fatigue moves through your veins
The will to live is dwindling
Yet the way out of the pit
is to climb up
How tho? When will to exist ceases?
Wounded you are
It is time for rescue
That life line, that voice that says
You do not have to do this alone anymore
There are hands extending a ladder
From the top of the pit, life awaits
Offering Steps towards wholeness
Standing in the gap
Making effort to help you back
To where you’re made to be
Shooting for the stars
& life, full of color
One step at a time they say
One good habit, One small change
Becomes investment over time
We will climb out the pit of depression, together
One step at a time
The steps are like a ladder
Each new habit
takes you out of the internal cage
It moves you up a step
And day by day, you’re getting closer
To where the light shines on you
To where hope, purpose, & brighter days shine on
You will surely see the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living, out of the pit
Depression does NOT have its last say
Your life is valuable, more precious than gold
We need you, to come alive