Free will

 

Swallowed up by the darkness of hopelessness

Pounding of the heart as panic and fear creeps

Overshadowing all hope to escape the confining dimness

 

Hard to speak

Hard to think

Hard to breathe

 

Black hole pulling one’s energy, to weak to fight

Soft whimpering cries from the darkness escapes

From every direction the cries echoed softly as they slowly faded

 

Speak

Speak of the terror filling your heart

Speak of the dreams no longer in reach

 

In the utter darkness a tiny light of hope protrudes

Paralyzed, unable to walk to the light

Willing, praying, yelling the body to get up

 

Think

Think of the family who needs you

Think of the life not yet lived

 

Slowly the aching muscles begin working together

Struggling with every step as the light gets closer

Excitement swells with heart pounding out of control

 

Breathe

Breathe

Breathe

 

Relief fills the heart as the sun comes in view

Suddenly surrounded by the warmth

Breathless by the beauty

Sweet aromas fill my head

 

Shackles broken

No longer bound by her own fears of love

Free will found its way home

 

Copyright ©  Sheri Lynn Webber

Reviews

[Raef C. Boylan]

To me, it seemed like this poem could either be about urging oneself out of depression or a near-death experience, during which the decision was made to live rather than sink into unconsciousness.
It's probably not about either though, haha.
I quite liked the "Speak...Speak" and "Think...Think" stanzas; they give a sense of the narrator's inner dialogue, interspersed between description of the bleak situation - and were also kind of uplifting, being pro-survival.
Overall, a good piece.
Thanks for posting it.

p.s.
"Black hole pulling one's energy, to weak to fight" {too weak]