I started writing this poem years ago when I was feeling very lost in my life. Besides having MS, I was dealing with a lot of overwhelming challenges. Life happens…and it sometimes it really sucks! But, always remember, “this too shall pass”. Therefore, when I pulled this poem out tonight, I decided to re-make it as two parts…kind of like “Act 1 & 2”, if you will.
RELAPSING REMITTING MELANCHOLIA
I.
Body numb, mind hopeless
Despair and fear un-relentless
Giving in to exquisite pain, my solitude
Losing my grip, myself with senseless magnitude –
Daily plans feel meaningless
Nightly dreams lack peacefulness
Gasping, grasping tether – latitude – longitude
Needful – yet disbelieving in life’s gratitude –
Absent years, lifeless stares
The bottle sedates, sensory impairs
Words and passion unraveled, unglued
Thoughts of love and life never pursued.
II.
Defining drama – realize, accept it fully
Own it, embrace the melancholy
Surrender, release, do silence better
Pray for peaceful breaks in the weather –
Daily plans offer harmony
Nightly dreams encourage epiphany
Desiring, designing new paths from life’s longitude
Hopeful – believing life’s gratitude.
MPP 2012
Reflection & Renewal 