Still I Stand

For a long time I’ve struggle with depression and anxiety. And while my anxiety has improved over the years, I’m still prone to melancholy from time to time. Especially in the winter months when I can’t go outside and enjoy the sounds of chirping birds or the rustling of leaves in the wind. Lately, I’ve been feeling kind of stuck in a rut so to speak. This poem reflects what I experience when negative thoughts get the best of me, but I’ve gotten use to it. I know it’ll run its course and it too shall pass.


I stand

The edges of my vision darken

Slowly, I move 

My body feels heavy

Thoughts swirl in my mind like a stormy sea

And I flail  about in the churning waters

The wind and rain overshadows my judgement

As waves bash against me, tossing me back and forth

Drowning in the endless torrent

As I struggle

I tire of it

Wanting nothing but my storm to end

Yet I bare it



I stand

And slowly, move forward



P.s. On a lighter note, the thought of stormy seas makes me think of Gilligan’s Island. Can’t seem to get the theme song out of my head now. XD




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