A true story of my struggle with depression, due to Parkinson’s Disease.
God promised he wouldn’t give me any more than I could bare, I know Gods word is true, but sometimes I want to just crawl in my bed and never get up again. Sleep seems to be the only source of relief from my pain. Physical pain that hurts deep within, Depression the worst pain of all, it seems to choke everything that gives me just enough light to go on. It blinds my eyes not letting me see any good in my life, The darkness over takes me. I try to grab on to some light, but there is no light. I cry out to God, God my spirit is broken, I can’t pray, I lay in my bed, but can’t fall asleep. I close my eyes. if sleep will come, just for a while; to silents my thoughts, and let me rest. Finally I fall asleep. when i wake nothing has changed. I cry out to God, again and again. Then a still small voice calls my name. Be still and listen, the voice proclaims, Why so cast down oh weary soul,? I will help you carry your burdens. Trust me and know that I am with you. Look to me for I am the light. Darkness becomes light in my presents. Take your eyes off your situation and look to me, in your darkness you will see great light, when you look to me, for I am light, there is no darkness in me.
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