The Dark Night Of The Soul Poem by Kathy Greethurst

For St Teresa of Calcutta

In my mind, darkness overpowers light,
Bringing unwanted noise and disturbance,
And fearful monster thoughts.

In darkness, I am alone -
Abandoned
By those who promised to keep me safe.

I force endless smiles,
fulfil my given role,
show how ‘good' I am,

But it's all fake.
I don't feel loved.

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I pray to end the darkness,
To rid myself of pain
And banish the monster thoughts
Gnawing my soul.

I pray for God's help
To find my true connection.
And to give
my glorious self to the world.

Until that happens,
I celebrate the darkness -
For it is said that,
In the darkest darkness,
It's possible to glimpse
The brightest light.