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Chasing Shadows
The illusive black shadows surround the room again; the voices in my head are screaming - it needs to end.
I ask myself is there anyone who really cares; who will miss me if I am not there.
The questions come like waves during a storm; the clock ticks on ‘til early dawn.
Finally, I fall into a restless sleep; the shadows continue to taunt and creep.
The lightning bolts go off in my head; I wake up startled with unbearable dread.
So tired of chasing shadows morning, noon, and night; I wanted to be free from this deep dark fight.
I cried out from the depth of my being and watched the shadows begin fleeing.
Then in a moment I felt peace; my inner spirit started to increase.
The Creator’s love enveloped the room; there was no more anxiety, darkness, or doom.
I heard the ancestors’ voices whisper, “Out of darkness there will be light; don’t give up on this fight.”
I discovered deep down I do have worth and I was not alone on Mother Earth.
My new journey began when I reached out to family and friends; my spirit continued to grow and ascend.
I came thru that darkest hour with renewed strength and the Creator’s great power.
Tho’ I don’t know you; I do know your feelings are real and I have felt what you feel.
I may never meet you face to face but never give up on running this race.
I want you to know I truly care and I will miss you if you’re not there.
WrittenBy Karen Singing Dove Sargent
August 2011 Copyright 2011
The illusive black shadows surround the room again; the voices in my head are screaming - it needs to end.
I ask myself is there anyone who really cares; who will miss me if I am not there.
The questions come like waves during a storm; the clock ticks on ‘til early dawn.
Finally, I fall into a restless sleep; the shadows continue to taunt and creep.
The lightning bolts go off in my head; I wake up startled with unbearable dread.
So tired of chasing shadows morning, noon, and night; I wanted to be free from this deep dark fight.
I cried out from the depth of my being and watched the shadows begin fleeing.
Then in a moment I felt peace; my inner spirit started to increase.
The Creator’s love enveloped the room; there was no more anxiety, darkness, or doom.
I heard the ancestors’ voices whisper, “Out of darkness there will be light; don’t give up on this fight.”
I discovered deep down I do have worth and I was not alone on Mother Earth.
My new journey began when I reached out to family and friends; my spirit continued to grow and ascend.
I came thru that darkest hour with renewed strength and the Creator’s great power.
Tho’ I don’t know you; I do know your feelings are real and I have felt what you feel.
I may never meet you face to face but never give up on running this race.
I want you to know I truly care and I will miss you if you’re not there.
WrittenBy Karen Singing Dove Sargent
August 2011 Copyright 2011
418 days ago
I would love to see other poems! Let's get them posted. I can't wait to read what everyone may have to say.
Karen Sargent on Monday, 26 March 2012 19:53
Karen Sargent on Monday, 26 March 2012 19:53Hi Delores, I just posted one of my original poems called Chasing Shadows....I had sent it to Michael Bucher and Patrick Doyle for approval before I posted it... I have others to share too. Karen
427 days ago