**We all have our demons; our struggles.
The Demon screams and rattles the bars that confine him. The blackness and despair he’s cast over me in the past are gone for now. I check and double-check the locks. All is secure.
I’ve been in the grip of his vile, black storm. He’s held my soul clutched tightly, while I clawed and fought my way back to the light. I shudder, thinking about ever having to spend time in that hellish prison again.
I turn to walk away; looking over my shoulder, always looking over my shoulder, I see that he is still caged. Tomorrow may be different. I may find myself pinned by his wrath; left to cower and shiver in the darkness again.
The Demon takes. He takes the light and he takes the heart. All that remains is darkness and sorrow. The stench of his ugly soul suffocates me. Denied the light, I whither.
Safe for now, I close the door, locking the Dark Beast behind it. I can still hear his enraged growl.
Stepping into the sunshine I breath in the scent of the day, relishing the warmth on my face. As I step away from the door and start my walk down the path, I look back over my shoulder. No Demon behind me today.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
When I see people over coming their depression problem, it feels like a great sense of relieve !! Beautifully penned!!
But feels sad as close netted relationships have forgotten to understand the physiology of the people under going through these problems!!
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Thank you. Always a battle, but one that I believe I am winning.
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That’s great
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One day at a time. You are living in the light. And you are strong.
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Thank you Audrey. I am so thankful that I am no longer under the thumb of my demons. This was a way to acknowledge that. That’s why I said “Not Today”.
Thank you for the visit! ❤
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What a wonderful post! Excellent Penny 😊💛
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Thank you Walt!
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You’re welcome ☺💛
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such amazing and stunning!!!
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Thank you!
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