There are days
when the sadness
creeps in, in ways
that I cannot foresee.
It arrives with no invitation,
this darkness that consumes me
that I know as depression,
and it doesn’t leave as easily.
Most times, I sit quietly
and pray that it’ll not harm me
for sometimes,
this darkness can get
all too consuming.
I’ve been here
too many times to count
and each time I pray,
harder than before,
for the strength to await
the dawn that breaks
this darkness.
Every time this darkness calls,
I do my best
to remind myself
that no matter
how dark the night
and how cold the winter,
I will survive
because I have before.