Dark Poem by Julie Eskew

D is for depression
A disease that's rooted itself inside me
Inside my head, my body
A feeling of wanting to cry at every thing
Everything becoming a little sadder than the last time I saw it
It's a family member who doesn't bring me presents at Christmas, only the tales of all my past mistakes
A friend whose shadow I've been stuck in for too long, but I don't have the courage to move into the sunlight

A is for anxiety
Twitching and turning, turning and twisting
Wondering, worrying, maybe this, maybe that
What if I don't wake up? What if I do?
Where is God? Help me
Help please, my God!

R is for regret
Moments I should have had
Moments I wanted, but never had
Things that should have, could have been done
Regret word said, regret words not said
Regret words

K is for knife
A knife is a blade
A blade so sharp, too sharp
Cutting my soul, my mind
Showing my inside, showing my core
Showing me...ME!
ME not wanting to be shown, but being showed anyways

These letters, these words are dark
Dark corners of a dark room
A room with no lights, no!
A room with nothing but a echo of my beating heart
Something knows I'm there
Whoever I am, I am there
But there are too many dark corners to find me
Dark walls, dark souls, dark mind
Dark ME, no not me
ME is gone, lost in a alleyway called a gun barrel
Everything is just so....Dark