“Don’t let them warm up, they can can reanimate!” was the warning.
Even in the their state they could still come back.
To bite.
To sting.
To hurt.
The darkness, once banished, ever creeps and stalks.
To bite.
To sting.
To hurt.
Burn the torches bright, pray that they will last til light.
To guard.
To shine.
To protect.
Reaching out past the darkness to find the light.
To survive.
To heal.
To fight.
No matter how bright the torch, it isn’t the light.
You can’t keep it burning long enough to win.
The darkness wants it this way. The cave a trap.
Cowering.
Afraid.
Alone.
Fighting back is a fight not to the death, but to life.
Cursing.
Shouting.
Living.
Not because of the darkness but to spite it.
Winning by living another day.
Just one.
Then another.
Mental health awareness is so important, and when we struggle with mental health issues it is so hard to fight back, to get help, to have someone reach through the darkness to find you. Or to see your hand pushing out of the darkness. Being there is so important. Don’t wait for someone to ask for help – be there. Be present. Know the signs of someone fighting the darkness. It is the loneliest fight. Bitter and cruel. We lose too many.
#mentalhealth
Sunflower Poetry 