I’m bathing with darkness
Obscure thoughts as soft light.
Heart cold as the arctic,
Soul smothered with frostbite.
I pain and I ponder more often than not.
When it rains it thunders I wander in fraught.
Dressed in depression my purpose I question.
Oppressed with transgression afraid of regression.
Seeking the light like a moth to a candle,
Desiring love but the flames I can’t handle.
So I lay low and let my wounds fester.
Keep the jokes coming like a court jester.
Hiding behind the tears of a clown I drown
I frown when I smile in the upside down.
This piece is shared here in its raw form. If you’d like to read the devotional reflection built from this poem, you can find it here: The Upside of Down – Devotional.
In Luminance 