Untitled Poem

Felt the need to write today and was trying to post this on Facebook, but my work computer won't let me.  I will post it later on there, too, but until then, here it is, as yet, untitled:

When your paradigm of being a good person is shattered and flipped on its head and you see yourself in the mirror and realize just how disgusting you are…

When you have lost all ability to defend your actions, when you realize how others see you and maybe more importantly, you realize why they see you that way…

When you have been treated badly and realized that you fully deserved it and probably much more…

When your spirit is heavily wounded, covered in blood, and infected…

When you are tired, beaten, broken, your spirit completely destroyed, your side’s sore from the sobbing, your eyes heavy from lack of sleep, and you feel like you are wasting away inside…

When you can make no more demands…

When you approach God with that “thousand yard stare”…

…and fall

…and with the last scream of agony, you let go of your life and descend into the darkness.

….small is the light.

…slow is the morning

…subtle is the peace

When you begin to slowly rise to try and look the world in the eye…

...and find the olive branch amidst the flood

...and the rest is a little easier

…and the tears begin to dry

…and the wounds begin to heal

…and the light is a little stronger

…and the sun is a little brighter

…and the peace is stronger than angst

Now the journey begins…