Snake of Depression to Crazy Train of Miracles

Depression is a snake
that has coiled around my neck.

Mental Illness is a deep cavity
that never goes away.

Anxiety ripples in waves
through difficult times and the blues.
Yet it even rears it’s ugly head
following a spot of amazing news.

How fair is it
to shake and tremble
then spill an ocean of tears
over good news?

The Crazy Train of Miracles
doesn’t whistle into my town very often.

So when the squealing brakes
stopped at my doorstep
my body shook and trembled
as tears tumbled
in a well of pride.

For the waiting has brought
an arrival I have needed
for a long, long time.

Cindy J. Buechler
Cindy J. Buechlerhttps://creativejeanblossoming.wordpress.com/
My Poetry, Photography, and Journals hold treasure from grade school to high school to adult school, which I'm still attending ... just waiting for the final grade. Each layer of life reveals a new truth and with age, it becomes apparent that time is my greatest rival. My hope is to reflect with words and pictures that offer comfort, insight, and wisdom for a life well-lived with peace and tranquility in the end.

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  1. Cindy, as somebody who suffers from both depression and anxiety that sometimes has my life in a stranglehold your beautifully written poem hit home. Thank you for putting into writing how people like me who are sufferers feel almost daily. Thank you as well for your kind, caring and sensitive approach towards people who hurt so badly at times.

  2. Cindy, I loved your poem. I have known a few good souls in my life, good friends who struggled with depression but journaling through their years of fighting the snake that wants to wrap around the mind of the soul is not successful and in the end will no longer survive. God Bless

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