There is a gravity to
sadness; it pulls me
downward into a
deep dark well.
I can't climb out.
It's my own private hell.
I pray for levitation.
I jump, only to fall.
I feel forgotten.
I put one foot in
front of the other,
and I will rise.
I move on.
Hope returns like
a long-lost friend,
and I find my sanctuary.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: 9 Months Sober. God Is Good.
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Good write T.
Thank you
Resilience the word !
Yes. Thank you.
Rising from the bottom to the very top dear Thomas such poetry not only relatable but I feel humbled to even know you. ❤️
Thank you, you're very kind.
Day by day, moment by moment you move forward my friend, and each day you renew your commitment. Beautifully penned dear poet!
thank you
It aint easy but you can do it .. everyone needs a safe haven .. good luck
thank you.
Beautiful triumphant poem!
Your poem is real.
thank you so much.
Wonderful words Thomas, keep rising into that wonderful world ahead of you.
Andy
Thank you. I appreciate that.
there is a gravity to sadness....
a superb opening line Thomas.
and another great write.
Thank you Sir.
I too went through the “valley of the dark.” Long hard journey. Perseverance, self faith pulled me through. Great write!
Thank you. I appreciate it.
Each day brings with it the opportunity for hope, even in the midst of struggle. Sanctuary is always there for those who seek it out. This is a beautiful poem.
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