When the stars cast their shadows
And the moon goes dark
Path uneven lies forward
Every step out of sight
Eyes of the octopus targeted
At your heart
Sinewy tentacles keep pulling back
Down to the bottom of a dark past
When everything seems lost
And pervasive defeatism creeps in
Wounded soul comforted
By false bravado of
Suicidal paranoia
There is still hope to clutch
As the world turns
Sunrise not far
Shadows retreat
Path uneven lighted
Steps surefooted
As the shadows of fear shrink
Retreating stars smile
Depression fades away
What a beautiful inspirational post – loved the flow of words
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Thank you my friend.
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My absolute pleasure
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I like how you ended this on a positive note.
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Thank you.
How are you doing Drew?
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Doing well. Taking blog reading break throughout the day to not worsen the blurring in my eyes.
Thanks for asking. Hope you and yours are well.
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Good to hear that.
Take care.
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