James Tipp

Rookie - 408 Points (20-06-1945 / East London)

The Mire Of Despond - Poem by James Tipp

From the darkness everywhere I look seems light
In the darkness I have nothing to reflect that which is me
So I see only more darkness, I loose my value,
My sense of proportion, my identity.
I thrash around, looking for something to lighten my world
Something that will give me hope beyond my darkness
But I destroy the very essence of all that I am
I bruise the love that seeks to try to draw me up
By not letting go and trusting, by wanting tomorrow
Next week or any other time but now.
But we all only have now, yesterday slipped by
Tomorrow awaited with eagerness,
It’s tissue strength and slides into the thinness of time,
All we can contend with is now, it’s all we can hold on to.
So leave the darkness to others, come into the light
Be enriched by the things you hold dear and love
The rest will pass, slipping into the void of the unwanted
But that which is real, solid, trustworthy
Will always be with you, holding you, drawing you
Out of the darkness in the light of love.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 15, 2009

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