I wrote this poem a while ago, after emerging from an awful depression. I felt so low at the time, thinking of all the things I'd lost as a result of illness. Then I realised that all human beings feel scared and low at times. The trick is to really relish the days when one doesn't feel sick or scared! 😜
Broken we are, from time to time, Scared to live, but terrified of dying.
Too frightened to love for fear of rejection; scared to try something new.
At times too scared to face the day, more scared still of the night-time shadows.
Fear of getting old, invisible, and broken down.
Scared for our children; more of the same pain?
Depressed and anxious we have been. It's all part of the human scene.
The sun will rise, and then it falls, Autumn turns to winter, It happens to it all.