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I have found myself in a seemingly bottomless sadness since last fall. I have "managed" depression my whole life with the crutches of many addictions (drink, drugs, sex, anger, overwork, excessive exercise, delusions of grandeur etc.)
I have always wanted to hide my sadness because I saw it as proof I was inadequate and unlovable (and also because I feared I could not survive the pain of it).
I no longer am running away from the profound sadness I have felt all my life. Instead I feel it, every… Continue

The day we brought you home
There was a storm.
The sky grew black as night, thunder shook,
Like pages in a ghostly horror book.
You and your mother slept upstairs, safe and warm.

The branches on the tree beat up and down,
Like some mad clumsy bird to leave the ground.
It’s leaves like feathers fluttered in the air,
Or gypsy curses in some long nightmare.

The world has its pain.
The world has its grief.
The dark light inside the rain.
A solitary leaf.
The moment when you feel
Completely lost.
N… Continue

It was a long time ago you left us,
You went without a warning or a sign,
You took all you wanted to take with you,
Running like a memory from your mind.

I slept like an old man in winter,
I dreamt we were dancing in the snow,
With your soft white arms wrapped around me,
And your warm heart helping me grow.

And all I need to keep me full now,
Is the beauty that came to me at birth,
The spectacles of season,
A respect for their good reasons,
Rising and shining, growing and dying,
Living day to… Continue