Anxiety & Depression

Meet anxiety.

He has blue hair
that look like springs
little tattered wings
scratch that
no wings
just a head
a thought
eyes
black
empty and dead
scratch that
buttons

did I mention he was drawn with a crayon?

Now, my other companion,
depression

he is a different sort
because he isn't a he
meet "her"
she is moody
she likes to sleep
she isn't very motivated
harder to draw
because she lacks the fun
fantastical features of anxiety
but she is her own bird
a long line
laying down
wings covering her eyes
each feather clipped
to keep her from flying
above her is a dark
swirling cloud

anxiety laughs as I write this
as he throws tornadoes her way

yes, meet my new friends,
anxiety and depression

I'm getting to know them too
keep updated to see what they do!

Light

The things that make us feelthe depth
of our soul
being opened
and down the damp, dark bricks
drops
the drips
of time

empty
slow
full
null

breathe
release
see
a season inside of me
breaking apart the damp, dark bricks
till light
beaming

screaming
from the crevaces inside of me
pushing and pulling
ruling
over the darkness
the doubt
the pain
and healing
like a beautiful rain
washes away
brick by brick
till slain
they lay
and I thankfully pray
thankfulness on thankfullness
this joy inside of me
thank you, Lord, for setting me free

if only others could see ( :
it is not so planned
so perfect
it is not rhythm or arithmetic
but it is
a thing of beauty
a thing of purpose
a plan
carried out within a span
of time
uncharacteristic of our own wants or fears
and yet the Lord daily draws us near

I know this not from a prescribed list of things I do
but because of things in my life
so beautiful and so new
and so perfect
only things God can do
and so thankfully I write on
sharing the dawn
to my night
my hearts great delight
of the beauty inside of me!