Sudden Desperation
A pre-novel poem
By: Angie Sarich
I feel my feet slowly sink
Into the sand
As the waves constantly come
To shore.
I could just let it take me
Right here, right now…
But something from within me,
Cries out…
“ Don’t give up.”
The tears fall from my face,
I am in agony, what’s the point of moving on?
Suddenly I feel myself thrown down to my knees.
I have lost everything…
My head is sunken to almost the ground level.
The waves continue
To lash at my skin, and I continue to sink…
“ Is there anyone out there?”
I look into the sky for the moment,
It is filled with storm clouds.
I think to myself,
“ No one could understand this suffering.”
A ray of light falls upon my shoulders,
And I hear a voice,
“ You’ve lost it all, now are you ready?”
No quick fixes could get me out of the mess I was in,
So I answer back,
“ I’m desperate for anything, please help me.”
I watch as every storm in the sky disappears,
And the sun stretched across the horizon,
“ One day you’ll know, I am all you need.”
The waves calm, and I am able to stand and gain my footing;
And start a new foundation of my life…..
I have this book in the long time making, but I feel as though God wanted me to see first hand what it really meant to be at rock bottom, to be at the point where I had nothing left, and figure out which way I would turn; who I would turn to.
My dear friend, I have just come out of a horrid depression, a wilderness that danced and trampled on my heart for a half a year. But the important thing to see…I came out of it.
And this is where out journey will begin….
Stick with me.
Be Blessed
Ang
I’m sorry about your rough six months, but so glad you have come out of it. Big hugs to you, dear siesta.