...this bitter winter.
As I sit on the worn couch
of this bitter winter,
I reflect
on the difficult times I’m still living
and I wonder…
is what you think is good for me
going to be permanently painful,
in that – the light of eternity –
our life is a breath, a vapour, a snowflake?
Not having experienced eternity,
this life seems to be taking forever
and the pain of this moment
eradicates any past, present,
perceived, projected or potential joy.
I fucking hate this bitter winter,
because it seems to be prolonged
‘cos I’m not learning the lesson I need to.
I want to learn it well.
I still want you to do your perfect work,
but my patience with this bitter winter is wearing thin.
I don’t even know what your purpose for me is anymore
- the purpose in the fallout -
of this bitter winter
and difficult times.
© Mark Bryant 1st September, 2019
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Isaiah 46:10
Only I can tell you the future before it even happens. Everything I plan will come to pass, for I do whatever I wish.
John 17:4
I brought glory to you here on earth by completing the work you gave me to do.