consciousness
slowly erases the night
this new day
as all the others
remains the same
an abysmal state
rises with her
the sun does its best
yet light barely penetrates
the thoughts filled
with heaviness
too much for her to bear
she closes her eyes again
easily
sleep, the buffer
of the damned
the temporary fix
of the tortured
the escape
a necessary evil
for existence
this cycle repeats
until the body
and her mind
releases her
from this dark captivity
she hopes for it
needing relief to be sooner
rather than later
Susi Bocks – writer/author/poet, has self-published two books – Feeling Human and Every Day I Pause. You can find her work at IWriteHer.com or follow her on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/MyHumanityInWrittenForm/, where she invites you to read her thoughts and get to know her. Bocks’ work has been published in the anthology SMITTEN: This Is What Love Looks Like: Poetry by Women for Women and in Scarlet Leaf Review, VitaBrevis, Spillwords, Literary Yard, as well as other literary magazines.
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Going to bed at night is the better alternative, that’s if you can actually fall asleep!
So true!
You’ve captured so well the utter hopelessness of depression, and the deep desire for relief, even if just in the form of sleep.
Thank you so much!