Wickedywitch Poetry – The Dark Pit of Depression

I can feel myself sliding back into the dark pit

Darkness enveloping me from within

Mind closing down into its own cocoon of sadness

Peace and quiet I long for

Can’t stand the noise it echoes in my head,

So woolly I cant think

I lay in bed, the warmth holding me within

It’s quiet and safe in the sleeping world

Worries invade me during the day

Drowning me with despair

Can’t find solutions, cant find relief?

Mind is too black, motivation is elsewhere

Loneliness invades my soul

Life takes on no meaning

Curling up inside and out

Life is hard and callous and cruel, it’s wearing me down

Blackness everywhere, no light seeping from anywhere

I want the peace, I long for the quiet

I need to go to the woods or sea,

To feel Mother Nature seep into me

To feel the comforting arms of love hold onto me

Of this I’ve never found.

So in and out of darkness I find myself

In the dark pit of despair.

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About wickedywitch

Im a wickedywitch, this blog is about my daily pottering, my writing, poetry, and general witchy things I get upto, from foraging to make wine, or herbal remedys, to drumming, or creating an item from scratch with materials or cooking.
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