Fall To Grace

Depression is a disease. It feels different for everyone, but this is where I go when it happens to me. Writing can help me release these feelings and perhaps relate with others who feel this way.

Down into a dark and desolate hole

struggling to breathe the deeper I go

merely a sliver of light do I see

faintly a whisper calling for me

sinking faster the more that I fight

silent screams exaulting my plight

hands above me franticly searching

fear and anxiety, inside me lurching

against all sides my feet seem to slip

my hands grow weak losing their grip

my mind fills with thoughts of demise

fatigue exhausting my tired, red eyes

succumbing to fate, I let myself fall

simply wanting to be rid of it all

In those final moments my mind clears

releasing my conscious all of its fears

filled with relief and feeling of peace

suddenly there is ground beneath my feet

it was then i felt a breath on my ear

“don’t leave yet, I need you here”

Feeling warmth return to my face

bringing me back to time and place

with you beside me, once again safe

saved by his love and amazing grace

renewed with the strength to try again

play my small part in his glorious plan

Author's Note

This was an emotional piece so less attention was taken to following any particular poetic form, but your feedback is welcome.