Catharsis

20 March 2019

Depression

Light.

With all its absence,

Darkness becomes a friend.

Toes become one with the head,

Hands become your heart.

To feel a stronger sense of being,

Is catharsis leading to freedom.

Movement.

Standing Up

Movement.

As the night meets the Day.

Your hand reaches out.

We cried for whats amiss,

We laughed until we cried.

And then a day spent in unity.

Hope.

Union

Hope.

And time stood still.

Every beauty around

Become broken pieces.

Unbearable pain,

Our hands can never reach out...

But through seeing your eyes...

Light!

PS... Please read again from bottom to top, disregarding the title of the first poem…