Dark shadows haunt his restless mind,
reflect dull pain buried inside.
Self confidence falls far behind,
life on a table, window side.
Sleep toss and turns wrestles all night,
raw foggy thoughts serve as a guide.
Peace has no chance to win this fight,
chaos takes aim, sorrows kill pride.
Depression clouds each shiny sight,
no fear or anger is applied.
Profound sadness shades what is bright,
removes wants, hopes, and sheer delight.
Pushes himself to gain delight,
attempts to focus on the bright.
His greatest efforts are applied,
keeps both his eyes on the prized sight.
Conquers all hardships, regains pride,
realizes peace clears away fight.
Allows his soul to truly guide,
for the first time sleeps through the night.
Sits by the table window side,
watches dry ashes fall behind.
Feels positive ignite inside,
as serene joy consumes his mind.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy