I only want to stay in bed.

Too distraught to wonder why;

The hopelessness consumes me dry.

The melancholy feeling starts;

It feels like a broken heart.

The pain and grief then start to sting;

As fog takes over everything.

Pretty soon I can’t recall

The reason that I’m here at all.

The hollowness has taken ‘way

The dancing soul of yesterday.

To have to start uphill again;

Seems too exhausting to begin.

How DO I climb back up the hill,

When all at once I’ve lost the will

To move ahead with pride and grace?

All hope feels lost without a trace.

Forgive yourself; omit your shame;

You’ll find you’re not the one to blame.

Acceptance is the only means

To guide you through your haunting dreams.

Kimberlee Cowan

February 2, 1999