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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Powerfully written, Penny!!
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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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