@tankadiary photo prompt. I thought it was cool so I figured I would write about it, even if it is quite a bit late.
The world blurs into oblivion
As I slump unsteadily
on death's precipice
treachery awaiting my next step
I let it all melt away
All except for you
My eyes set upon you
like arrows
Loosed in a fury
Through the hellish gauntlet.
Nothing remains
but your promise of safety
I grab hold
Strangling doubt from the atmosphere
Choking away the sadness
As I allow your steel strands
To heal my soul,
The world
Comes slowly into focus
And it is truly beautiful
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Thanks for reading.
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"You get from art what you bring to it." That is a saying from one of my old teachers. I think
that's a little bit of what's going on here. A simple image such as this sparked thoughts of a time about which I seldom speak.
I am usually a generally happy guy. I am blessed with an ability to let most things roll off of my shoulders without much worry. However, I am not immune to depression, and I have experienced it from time to time in my life. At its worst, I was thinking of suicide daily. I would not say that I ever got to the point of actually considering it, but it consumed a significant portion of my daily thoughts. That's where I went with this piece.
During that time, I focused on the good things in life like my family and my wife in particular. That focused kept me grounded when I was otherwise on dangerous terrain. They were my lifeline that eventually pulled me through that time. I am grateful to have them in my life as they make it all truly beautiful. Thanks for all the support.
