Darkness Is Coming

A poem about the times you can feel depression returning. It also fits the state of the world today.
Gold eyes peering through the clouds of an apocalypse.
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Darkness Is Coming

Darkness is coming
Lurking on hillsides
Dancing amidst clouds
Triggering landslides

Darkness is coming
Gathering strangers
Brewing up trouble
Hiding old dangers

Darkness is coming
Stealing the sun’s light
Passing out shadows
Dispensing its blight

Darkness is coming
Summoning your fate
Calling in orders
Deciding the date

Darkness is coming
Commanding all thoughts
Strangling desires
Disconnecting dots

Darkness is coming
Whispering fresh lies
Altering beliefs
Silencing allies

Darkness is coming
Freezing the scorched earth
Dulling sharp edges
Blurring priceless worth

Darkness is coming
Battling each protest
Canceling parades
Closing the hope chest

Darkness is coming
Harvesting power
Welcoming sadness
Making one cower

Darkness is coming
Insisting it’s crowned
Numbing all feeling
Wetting arid ground

Darkness is coming
Cementing the night
Embracing despair
Tightening its bite

Darkness is coming

March 5, 2020

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When you have bipolar disorder, it’s not a matter of if your depression will return, but when it will arrive. Over the years, you learn to spot the signs, to see the darkness on the horizon.

This morning while driving to work, I noticed the purple of the mountains that only appears this time of year. It reminded me of what I’m feeling, knowing what spring always brings. Hope and despair will come together. New life and old nightmares.

Darkness is coming. I can feel it in my bones. I could still see it, even if my eyes failed me. I fear it and dread it, but I know I’ll survive. This isn’t the first visit and won’t be the last. The worst of the storm and suicidal feelings never stay forever, and that truth keeps me fighting.

I hope you’ll keep fighting, too.

Until next time, keep fighting.

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This poem in music video format.

With depression, it’s often not a matter of if it will return, but when it will arrive. This poem describes when you can see the darkness on the horizon.
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  1. This is so beautifully written. Thanks for sharing and I look forward to reading more of your content and learning how to continue my fight against my mental illness.

  2. These four lines definitely tell it all. I feel for those of you who are bi-polar, as these times have to make all the problems much worse. Thanks for this powerful post.

    Darkness is coming
    Gathering strangers
    Brewing up trouble
    Hiding old dangers

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