My Chronicle Of Deppresion Poem by Jeremy Deacon

There are so many reasons why I am the way that I am. Darkness and a past life have become rulers over me. Light shines brightly through me in this life as a distant second. In this life of a seemingly beautiful but yet ugly playground my face is two sided just like the sky becomes cloudy with a dark hue and blue as the ocean waters. My conscience is always two sided, one being the light and the other darkness. Depression reigns and anxiety coincides my being. I plot evil as well as good but I never cross the finish line of being one over the other. It seems darkness has become the outcome for far too long. Saying words of confidence to the ones closest to me while un-fulfilling promises. Never-ending is this flow of two sided living in which one side has yet to be found. Can there be a middle ground? Surely there cannot for evil and good do not coincide. Light cannot be darkness nor darkness light. This soul, how can it be lukewarm and be set free? Craving darkness and despising light. Despising darkness and craving the light. Let my life end! How I wish it would cremate into ash spread to the four corners of the earth. Then and only then will I be in the dark. Then and only then will I be in the light.

J.S. Deacon