Poems On Depression, Grief & Despair
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A collection of inspirational poetry by Alison Stormwolf about depression, sadness, loneliness, isolation, alienation, misery, grief, despair, melancholy, pain, hurt, sad love and suffering.

Have a peep into my world. I lived these poems, every one. I share them with you in the hope that you will identify with them if you are suffering and realise that this entire web site is the fruit of this inner struggle. I practice what I preach. I have walked in this path. I am no psychology graduate who has never experienced these dark nights of the soul. I was baptised into darkness and alienation just as you may be feeling right now.

I am saying that our greatest gifts are often given in the heaviest disguise. There is a seed of blessing to somebody even in the dark pit of despair. Read Divine intervention and Grace. or The Law of Manifestation.

Miracles are round every corner. My web site was created free of charge for me by a kindred spirit who did not know me from Adam.

Yes, I tell you that we all despair at times but trust in the goodness infusing this reality and manifest a new tomorrow for yourself.

There is great power to be had from the ashes of hopelessness.

 

A Question
How could you do it?
How could you say what you said?
Then walk away, intact?
While I descended into hell
And fought for my way back

How could you sleep?
How could you look?
In the mirror each day
Knowing all you had done
And then got up and run
Leaving my whole world turning black?

How could you retrace your steps?
To a love that was dead
And leave me to rot in the pit
You're a coward for sure
Well your future's secure
And it's one full of loathing
…and dread!
,
Claustrophobia
I am entombed!

No light
Not even to
See the lock
Panic
Surrounds me
Strangles
me

Mute
With misery
Incapacitated
By
Circumstances
Helpless rage
Is gnawing
At my bones
And I am
Not
even
dead.....
Yet.

Suffocating
Silently
Quietly
Cold dread
Has torn me
Limb from limb

So I cannot
"Pick myself up"
Icy remnants
Inward screams
Echo through
Broken dreams

Darkness,

Terminal,

Terrifying

Darkness.
,
Silence from the Heart
One day
This old bruised heart
Will stop beating
Then,
Where will you be?
Yes, where will I be?

When those
Desolate chambers
Refuse to fill
One final time
And my body's life force
Moves on…

When the dull
And comforting
"Lub dup lub dup"
Is silenced
And my intricate
Earthly machinery
Halts
Without warning

Where will you
Be then?More importantly
Where will I be?
Then….
Questions
Eternal
Questions.
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More new poems coming soon...

 

 

 

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All writings on this site is copyright Alison (Stormwolf) Bunker, and may not be reprinted without explicit written permission. If you wish to reproduce any poems on another website or other media, please email Alison for prior permission. See Terms of Use.

 

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