Writing
By moonlight
Creation abounds
When mystery
Becomes your reality
Anxiety
Depression
Panic attacks
The trifecta
COVID isn’t
Getting me
It’s my thoughts
The battle
I fight
Is the one
With my mind
And I’m exhausted
I can’t remember anything
My concentration is gone
Focus lacking
I cry
All the time
I’m agitated
And emotionally wrecked
I can’t look
At myself
In the mirror
I am grateful
For the chili beans
In the crockpot
The music
That lets
My soul rest
Being content
In today
Not worried
About tomorrow
Hope resides
Faith arises
When I acknowledge
The weakness
And know
Strength comes
When I accept
Help
Disability and Depression
I don't know
which one
has been
a bigger nemesis
Disability and therapy
Are a lifelong affair
and accepting that fact
Right now
is the most clarity
I've had yet
i can't go back
in time
Because
Therapy
is a one hour exercise
in letting my brain exhale
I'm just finally glad
I'm articulating this
at this moment
it's amazing
what listening
to european football
and music
on in the background
to get me to focus
God is editing
my brain
so I don't
scare you
or myself
wondering
how much
to say
or leave
to the
imagination
the level
of despair
to which
I can go
God happens
to be
The Only One
Who forces me
into the depths
so I don't
meet the abyss
Each day
A struggle
To straddle
A world
So hard
To navigate
Not knowing
Where
You fit
When
You decide
To make
An opening
Your opportunity
Plunging
Ocean deep
Where faith
and fear
converge
wet
swimming
not stopping
to ask why
Tongue
tasting
saltiness
and understanding
true surrender
I'm having
to meet you
every day
my heart
and mind
need to
be reassured
that your promise
doesn't rest
on what
others do
i see you
as the One
who guards
and restores
the brokenness
i feel
I'm uncomfortable
unnerved
questioning
looking for
contentment
in Your hands