Daylight
brushes the shadows aside
My ebony shield
is gone
The light of day
exposes
my wounds
The world
sees
Eyes
strip me naked
The demons
move in
Their assault is
Brutal
I cower
back
to a world
that my eyes alone
are privy to
A kind soul
extends a hand
He sees the
thing
that I’ve become
I turn away
and retreat again
to the dark caress of the night
I’m safe
but restless
I’ve found respite
until the clouds move aside
and the moon
eats the darkness
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
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Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in on line journals, such as, Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society.Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 by Z Publishing. You can find more of her writings on her blog at: https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.
Powerfully written, Penny!!
xoxoxo
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Thank you , Chuck! ❤
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“And the moon eats the darkness…” My gosh, that’s a powerful line. So is this entire poem. About depression, right?
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Yes, it is. Thank you for the visit, Audrey! ❤
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