Sad Spirit
(Tom Entrican – 5/18/20)
In places unseen that nobody knows
A little sad spirit festers and grows
At times it is quiet not causing despair
But the host understands the spirits still there
Sometimes late at night when one cannot sleep
Darkness awakens and climbs from the deep
The recognition of his familiar old pain
Tells him the sad spirit has risen again
Not much he can do when the sad one is there
Takes all of his strength as he rocks in his chair
When others are smiling he’d like to join in
In his bag of tricks he keeps a spare grin
For those who wonder why he stays at home
It is something that he must fight all alone
He draws from the father who sits up on high
To fight the sad spirit that tears at his mind
If there was a button that he could turn
Push, flip or click he’d be desperate to learn
For it’s not his desire to host the sad one
Who drains him and leaves him feeling undone
In futile attempts to rise from his funk
And clear his mind of all that is junk
He asks not for help, not from anyone
Cause all that he wants is to be left alone
He knows that in time his prayers are heard
And the mind that betrays him no longer is blurred
When the lord fills his heart with a heavenly song
Then at least for a while the sad spirit is gone
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Author:
tommytoons (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments2
depression, is a self fulfilling
warping, window to that abyss
of delusional, isolation ideal
alone, we feed
its very existence
however brave or exhausted
we may be
we need connective tethers
to others
to put up a sustainable fight..
(stay strong dear poet
thank you! for choosing to share
for choosing to fight)
Thanks, appreciated.
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