The Speed Of Dark

By Dynamaso

Wed, 21 May 2008
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I’m not sure I would ever be
As challenged by life if I was always happy
Shadows hide pearls
Shade hides fruit
Sometimes the best ideas
Come from the most tragic of events

But there is this black dog I sometimes walk
Who occasionally wags its tail in spite
Then defiantly pisses
On any good intentions
Or barks at the door of sanity
Until I can’t stand to hear anything else

I want to put my head down
Leave all the bright thoughts for others
And dwell in this malaise
This bog of depression
So I can blanket my feelings
Cradle it all up and rock it back to sleep

Unable to predict the next bout
I suffer the indeterminable pain of waiting
And wondering when
I will be subject to the whims
Of chemical imbalances
Or will this be the final straw on my back

I’m not sure I would ever be
As challenged by life if I was always happy
But fuck, I’d like to give it a try

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Comments

Submitted by jennifer on
This: Sometimes the best ideas Come from the most tragic of events is so true! I feel that the black dog is too obvious a metaphor for depression and gives too much away, something I am guilty of, telling not showing, but I like the line: Then defiantly pisses On any good intentions too much, so perhaps the pooch should stay

 

Submitted by Dynamaso on
I wrestled with the idea of the black dog for some time before deciding the rest of the stanza would collapse without it. It was good of you to notice and please, feel free to critique as you see fit. It is the only way I am going to improve my writing. Thanks for reading.