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Stuck in the Twilight Zone

“Some wounds never heal.”


Is that the truth

or just an excuse?

Does this ordeal force how we feel

or do we choose to always lose

the battles that become more real

with every small improvement?


We struggle for years and years

we cry oceans of tears

but when someone quiets our fears

the demons remain so near.


They’re given the green light

allowed allowance for a moment.

But that moment can be so potent

when we think we’ve made it over it.


We live in a twilight zone

between life and great unknown

never to truly own

a place to call our home.


There’s so many of us here

we stretch from heaven to hell.

Maybe that’s why we feel

we’ll never be mentally well.


Maybe we’re a ladder

a lifeline to those in darkness

dropping ever lower

so that we can be a harness.


So come on, take my hand

join the scarred and tattered strand

stretching from a promised land

to us temporarily banned.


But one day He’ll pull the lifeline

one day we’ll be reeled in

to finally end a lifetime

of fighting the hell within.


 

This one relates to everyone, I think, although maybe not in the same way. If we're all being honest, we've been through various struggles, some we're still in and some we're still facing. I've noticed with some particular struggles I face, that just when I feel like I've made it over it, it comes back to bite me. It got me thinking, and I started to wonder if maybe we'll never fully be "over" a lot of our difficulties here on earth. And while that might be a super dismal outlook, I think there's a silver lining to it as well. Once we've reached a point of security, where we know the truth and are equipped to fight, I think we can and are tasked with sharing the truth with others who face the same struggles. And if it feels like you will never fully be rid of a struggle, maybe there's a reason for it. Maybe it's so that you can empathize and reach out to someone else who is struggling. It's a complicated thought, and I don't know that it's true for every situation. Maybe it's just my attempt to make sense of things. Whatever it is, I found courage in it, and I hope you do too. Have a great weekend.

Also, have a blessed Good Friday and Easter!

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