Depression Poem

This year has been a year of change in so many ways in my life. For a time during the summer, I feel into a depression and felt I was living in a gray zone. By that, I mean my life was without joy. I isolated for a while as my life seemed to be fading to gray. A life without color became my gray zone. This poem is my struggle to pull myself out of the gray zone. Ecclesiastes 3:11 He has made everything appropriate to its time and has put the timeless into their hearts.

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The Gray Zone

Marcia A. Newton © more by Marcia A. Newton

Published by Family Friend Poems December 26, 2024 with permission of the Author.

Why do I fade to gray when everyone else is bright?
Why am I without color living between black and white?
Why am I held captive in a place that is unknown?
Why am I invisible and living in the gray zone?

There are no right answers, and there are no right choices.
There are too many brain knots with too many voices.
Not enough trust in the forces of life,
and no one to save me or be by my side.

It's being afraid to stay and afraid to move.
It's a struggle between two sides in a waiting room.
It's hard to let go and let life just happen
or break away from what was or what I imagine.

But, I must find balance and self-acceptance
by moving past mistakes while living in the present.
To break free from the gray zone and completely let go,
I must clean the slate and reset life's flow.

In my life's reset, I can be free
to be the person I am with a life meant to be.
I'll be ready to adapt the narrative of my life
and leave the gray zone behind to be colorful and bright.

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