Whole Again Poem by Yvonne Walker

The shadows creep in through the darkness.
People crowd in coveting my light.
They press in as the shadows swallow them.
My light dims and I am surrounded.
Their pain, their angst, their negativity increases.
The shadows feed off of the collected sorrow.
They press in on me trying to escape the night.
My knees begin to buckle from the weight of them, greedily reaching for my light.
I cry out in pain as they pick, prod and poke, looking for my weakness, using masks of good intentions to cover their crime.
Tiny tears turn into gaping wounds as they suck the energy from me.
I turn inwards towards the little light I have left feeling the darkness engulf me.
The shadows tighten their hold on me pulling, tearing and ripping at my remaining light.
Until….
The music begins and I hear Him. His words soft and soothing drift over the chaos to surround me.
The weight begins to lift as His light illuminates the darkness chasing away the shadows with their masks of good intentions.
I am broken and weakened until His touch fills me, heals my wounds and restores my light.
I am whole again!