On depressive cycles and motivation.
of the unwilling body through jagged time
- closer to gravel, really, than sand -
it takes a lasting toll, turns the easier hours
into uneasy pauses, unrestful respites,
each blessed second spent agonizing
over the return of the absence of energy
rather than relishing the moment's peace.
Some days are better. Some days the body bounces,
glides, dances through time and space, propels itself
with the inconquerable force of remembered youth,
the promise of a thousand sunrises yet to be witnessed.
Those days are fewer these days, but they still come
when they can, still make the dragging days bearable.
Poetry by Lady Courtaire
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Written on 2021-01-06 at 22:08
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Dragging Days
Some days are better, but this loathsome draggingof the unwilling body through jagged time
- closer to gravel, really, than sand -
it takes a lasting toll, turns the easier hours
into uneasy pauses, unrestful respites,
each blessed second spent agonizing
over the return of the absence of energy
rather than relishing the moment's peace.
Some days are better. Some days the body bounces,
glides, dances through time and space, propels itself
with the inconquerable force of remembered youth,
the promise of a thousand sunrises yet to be witnessed.
Those days are fewer these days, but they still come
when they can, still make the dragging days bearable.
Poetry by Lady Courtaire
Read 392 times
Written on 2021-01-06 at 22:08
Tags Depression Cycles Hope
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