By The Time Of Night - A Poem
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By The Time Of Night
Darkness arises
Taking over my heart's light
Like the day being overwelmed
By the time of night.
My heart beat dwindles to a slow pace
No longer wanting to beat
Afraid of what I may have to face
I can no longer stand on my feet.
I fall to my knees no longer able to fight
As my blood flow slows
Darkness flows
By the time of the night.
By the time of the night
I am terrified to tears
Overwelmed by my fright
Taken over by fears.
Voices are louder than ever before
Anxiety is worse than I ever known
Rocks pile on more and more
My skin stings like rocks being thrown.
Oh by the time of night
I become a different being
No hope in sight
My mind's disagreeing
With the voices for only so long
Because soon I know I will give in
Though I know it's wrong
I know they will win.
It's a hard battle but it comes every night
And at the time I don't think I will ever make it through.
But just like a miracle there comes day light
And the anxieties suddenly become but a few.
I know I am stronger than what the voices make me out to be
I suddenly feel like I can stand again
I am finally able to be me
But here comes night, will it be the end?
What This Poem Is About
I have several mental illnesses and at night they seem to be much worse. Night time is when I struggle the most, when I begin to hear voices, when I worry about the smallest of things. This poem is about my struggle with the night and how I battle every time the sun goes down.Yet I always make it through. Morning is my favorite time of the day because this is the only time I feel my best.
For those who struggle with mental illnesses know that you are never alone. It's a difficult struggle we may feel like we may not make it through the day but I know that with in each and everyone of us we have the strength to make it through.
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Thank you for sharing this. I could recognize it as I have suffered too. And you're right, it never pays to get up. Many blessings on your journey.
Sad for those illnesses of yours. Sensitive as I am, I wish you could find relieve with available medicine. The poetry takes me to the nights when darkness and emptyness can really touch my nerves. Silence is another trigger for those problems and we can relate at times. Take care and happy new year Cresentmoon
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Very sad poem you always put so much feeling into your work,great hub voted up.
Hi Cresentmoon.
I hope you do have a Happy New Year.
Your illness doesn't take into considerations of whether it's Christmas day or mid summers day, it's always there.
I myself have pain 24 hours a day, 365 days a year and like yours it doesn't matter what day it is.
Take care Cresentmoon and i hope the best for you.
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Happy New Year! Voted up and awesome! Love yaz, lily
the night has that affect on many for many reason. I am happy to hear what the day does for you. I could really relate to your poem although not for the same reasons.
I'm like Moms-Secret, I'm going through a bad sleeping time and now I feel very empty.
Voted up and awesome cresentmoon. Not only for your skill of writing, but your courage to step out of that darkness for a time to shed the light that is yours alone on this topic.
Even with the difficulties you face, you've accomplished quite a lot here on the hub and garnered several followers.
Good job. Stay strong.
Sad, yet beautiful. Voted up. Keep your head up and listen to your heart & soul...ignore those voices in your mind, as they are false. Maybe try to do some ritual work or meditation at night when you feel at your worst. Call on the Goddess for help...she will answer and be your strength. Blessed Be.
oh, so sad, it's really hard to be tormented...the nights would be hardest for it seems the longest...how i wish i can help you...i've been to troubled times too...yet, i cried out to the Power beyond me and asked for deliverance...going back to the inner self to see what's really afflicting you...
Beautiful poem. Sorry for the pain you feel. You have a gift with poetry despite any mental illnesses you may have. Voted up.
Such beautiful poetry, I am so sorry to hear of your struggles I send you my best wishes and hope things improve for you, MM
This struggle must be so difficult for you. Please know that you are not alone and hopefully you can draw some strength for your fight against this illness from your friends here. May your nights be restful and fear-free very soon.
nice work cresentmoon. Haven't been by to visit in awhile. wanted to say hey and check out what's new!
how do u live???? ;-)
well, that's good. cutting it close...





















Senoritaa Level 6 Commenter 4 months ago
I can feel your pain in every one of your words. The struggle is so vivid, and I am sorry that its real.