Black Dust

[Thorny]

Hi All.

Firstly, may i say a huge thank you to everyone who has made me feel so so welcome on this forum. Talking certainly does help.


Churchill (the politician not the dog!) described his feelings of depression as ‘Black Dog’ moments.


For me, when I suffer from periods of anxiety, I describe it ‘Black Dust’ as thats what it feels like. A seemingly never ending veil of darkness i can see no light from.

I would like to share this poem I wrote a few years ago about it:

thanks

Matt.

The Curse of Black Dust

Black Dust engulfs all good things

Suffocating slowly, hopeful wings

Cascading deep into the lonely mind

Infiltrating slowly, to see what it can find

I can’t see clearly, left or right

Panicking quickly, with so much fright

When will I, think clearly once more?

For fighting through, feels just like war

My mind spins round, caught in a gale

When can I break, this vicious veil?

Plans forgotten, future ignored

When can life, be restored?

The Curse of Black Dust, is here to stay

Waiting until finally, it moves away

Matthew Thornton

[sue.b]

Hi Matt

Wow I love your poem. It says it all.

Hope all is okay with you at the moment.

Take care

Sue xxx

[suzy-sue]

I could certainly relate to that Matt .Thats an excellent poem . Sue x

[xleannexwrightx]

Fantastic poem hun!!! and i love how u call anxiety 'black dust'...brilliant.
Really enjoyed this,
Hope your well
xx

[Veronica H]

Good poem Matt. Many will identify with it.

Veronicax

[SueBee]

Amazing poem Matt, you have a true talent