Dark Space By Geneva Johnson

 

 

Despair , sadness & fogginess hover over me from  nowhere… at least I think nowhere  but  really it does have a place where it comes from I just can’t identify it 

 

Bad Memories, metaphors & losses flood my mind in no particular order

 

The daily weight  of life mixed with lurking depression sap the  productivity right out of my daily functions. 

 

I try to clear my mind but… to no avail. I can’t do it.. I’m stuck… only GOD… ONLY  GOD can open the locked tight door that I fail to get past

 

How do I mark these words correctly so you can see What can I say?

 

Minutes pass as my angst grows over my listlessness. Why can’t I just table this

Why won’t it let go?     

 

I have the ability to do better but it has been swiped away and held captive for now,  I stand in quicksand, if y it's your will

 

I am held fast in this dark space of void, I want to escape and be free and be happy and be light and energetic and vibrant again .... dark space.. let me out…

 

 

G ’15

Geneva Johnson

Oklahoma City, OK

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