Feelings of unrelenting sorrow and fear wash over me like a wave crashing on a shore,
Painful nostalgia for younger days and panic for the ones to come,
Reminiscing on days and feelings I can never get back,
Needing to feel close to someone to pull me back from this ledge,
Overwhelming anxiety and fear.
The moon and the stars do not provide enough light for this darkness in my mind.
Hope drains from my soul.
I can remember good times and laughter, but this makes it worse.
I can see these times, but I cannot touch them.
I am running for a light even though I cannot yet see one.
The night is the hardest.
Anxiety And Depression From The Nighttime
The Night Is The Hardest
Published by Family Friend Poems October 2018 with permission of the Author.
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