I wrote this in April 2009, 3 months into my recovery from depression.

PRAY
today is my birthday
its very different from the rest
months ago i never thought i would see it
as my mind went into arrest
 
cold and rain is the forecast says the weatherman
its like the way i have felt for so many years
cold, cloudy and couldn't rain from my eyes
internal were my tears
 
this birthday boy is lucky
and here is a list of gifts that i want
these gifts are not material
to be perfectly blunt
 
HAPPINESS is number one
to enjoy every minute of my life and to have fun
PEACE is number two
be honest to myself & family, remaining true
HEALTH is number three
when negative emotions overtake, set them free
LOVE is number four
knowing that the battle is over, my mental war
SERENITY is number five
appreciate the air in my lungs and to feel alive
BALANCE is number six
keep evolving and changing, finding a healthy mix
EXISTENCE is number seven
turning my personal hell into heaven
 
these gifts are not be taken for granted
and they have no price
i must receive these gifts everyday
kneeling down before you god, for strength, i pray

Tags: Poem Depression Poetry

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