I see the weather of death float by me like a black cloud.
I tumble in the winds and feel as though I weigh nothing.
I begin to show fear as I can see a face form from the darkness within
It glares at me as if I have trespassed on unsacred territory.
I stare into it's eyes and it slowly fades as it sees purity in my eyes.
The purity slowly makes the weather of death fade and I am left facing a pitch black forest.
Goosebumps form on my arm as I hear the wolves howl in the darkness.
I come face to face with golden yellow eyes almost as pure as gold.
It snarls showing it's teeth and it's dominance over this forbidden forest.
Suddenly it fades and I am staring into a white abyss called the forrbidden light.
Not understanding I go closer to the obyss of light and am confronted by the fear of all known diseases: Depression, Anxiety, Eating disorders, etc.
I now understand and try to scream, but nothing can be heard.
There is lightness and darkness in all disorders, but only some people can see both. Depression I don't see light in, but anxiety I do.
Anxiety helps fuel fire in our hearts and our lungs to allow us to overcome certain fears with the help of others.
I don't have eating disorders, but the light is with support people can overcome them and I know its not easy it never is and sadly that's the darkness part of it.
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Book of Poetry
PoetryI will include a book of poetry that can sometimes be very emotional. I wish to make this in order to connect with some of my readers.