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Figures

April 30, 2013
By Anonymous

The light fades
I only see darkness
figures move
In silence

I can't see the faces
Only shapes
There is no light
To show them

I see a grey figure
Walk slowly
I can sense
the brokenness

As the figure
moves closer
It stops holds out
it's folded hands

I found something
You Lost
The hands Open
I'm blinded

Now I see
The figure Perfectly
A small child
With a broken Heart

The child takes
My hand
I feel the pain
the shattered smile

Leading me to
a door
the child
lets go

you can't find
Light in darkness
the door opens
to a bright room

I see a tear
Fall in the
Child's eyes
I know this child

The child
Is me
shattered
Broken

A child growing
with no light
My light was
Buried in darkness

Walking through
The door
The child
Smiles

I no Longer
feel the
pain or
brokenness


The author's comments:
I wrote this when my depression came to visit. I feel this pain everyday. I'm not longer a child, but the hurt child still lives inside me. I'm slowly healing and I want to let others know you can heal. There is hope for everyone who is hurting. Take the step into the light.

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