Follow me, I have a secret to tell
It waits in the heart of the wishing well.
This garden hides faeries, but bogeymen too.
So I am going to share this one with you.
Take a look down, lean over some more
Stare into the darkness right down to the floor.
Listen carefully so this won’t be forgotten.
“Tell me what you find, when you fall to the bottom”.
After hearing about the extremely sad news of Robin Williams passing early this morning, it struck a chord with me personally. Depression has many levels and affects many many people in different ways. Some people cope…some…don’t. I was inspired to write a small piece of poetry in honour of an amazing man who brought so much, to so many.
Sometimes it’s a desperation, sometimes it’s a head full of lead.
Sometimes it’s a endless nightmare, sometimes you’d rather be dead.
Sometimes it’s a saddened heart, sometimes it’s a distorted mind.
Sometimes it’s a fear within you, sometimes it’s a daily grind.
Sometimes you just can’t explain it, sometimes it’s always there.
Sometimes you let it beat you, sometimes it isn’t fair.
But sometimes the days are lighter, sometimes the fog does clear
And sometimes the love of others reminds us why we’re still here.
Tonight is moving so fast and I just want to be with you.
But I’m stood still, waiting for the clouds to break through.
The night will fade around us, a chance for us to see.
That time aint running out on you and me.
No, we got each other, and the days will last.
They will keep on coming, they’ll become our past.
Yes, we have a future, when tomorrow comes.
Without you I’m lost.
But with you I belong.
Yes I belong.
Yes I belong.
Embrace, endure, every beautiful flaw, at last you can set yourself free once more.
Pause for thought, time for reflection, just be yourself, don’t strive for perfection