Coming On Strong
Another day, as she drug out of bed.
She just sat there holding her head.
She had drank but, not that much.
She wasn’t using it as a crutch.
Mostly she was just depressed.
Just dried tears is all that’s left.
Names were called. Words were said.
Now she wished that she were dead.
She really didn’t want him gone.
But, she didn’t want to be treated wrong.
Everything was falling apart.
The pain of having a broken heart.
Depression was coming on strong.
Lord, tell me where I went wrong.
Will I ever see a better day?
She could hope, but couldn’t say.
She was sliding down into the gloom.
She felt the end was coming soon.
She had no desire to do a thing.
Just sit & hope the phone will ring.
Then she thought of her childhood.
Of family, friends , & motherhood.
She was so very happy then.
What had happened to those friends?
Then she remembered they were still there.
Her family & friends wanting to share.
She went home & found a love.
A love sent from God above.
Her family & friends were all there.
Giving support & giving care.
All she needed was here all along.
She was suddenly feeling strong.
No more crying & feeling depressed.
Family & friends took care of the rest.
Faith in God was coming on strong.
How did she ever go wrong?
This is where she needed to be.
Here she will stay for eternity.—————–R.W. Johnson—–(2011)