Wait for the sunshine
Light will show you the way
Don’t drown yourself in darkness
Buried under grey

If you live with hope
Beautiful things will be yours
Don’t live life in fear and dread
Hidden behind closed doors

Your words are spoken
With the best of intentions
Thank you for caring
For your attempted intervention

I know you only
Want to see me smile and laugh
But you must understand
This fundamental fact:

I hear you loud and clear
But try as I might
I see better in darkness
Than in light


©2016 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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32 Responses to vision.

  1. Meg Sorick says:

    Excellent poem, I relate… This reminds me of that ongoing argument I have about artistic creativity and the precarious mental/emotional state of the artist. Cake posted something recently called Melancholia, how that state is the beginning of all things creative. It makes me sigh heavily to think that misery needs be the source of beauty. Oh that it weren’t so.

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  2. Al saher says:

    Beautiful…. 😍

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  3. Agreed. I’ve worked in creative fields and some of the most creative people I knew were so emotionally fragile. I often felt the two go hand in hand…

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  4. Kay says:

    So powerful, Sandra, and I also relate. I’m not sure I see better in the darkness so much as I feel like I know the darkness very well, and am not afraid of it or uncomfortable there. I know it and embrace it as part of me, and because I do, I feel like I am able to see and feel all the rest so deeply and colorfully, of that makes any sense!

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    • I feel that in my case, it’s all I know. My comfort zone, if you will, is in darkness…

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      • Kay says:

        I have asked myself, too many times to count, not if I’m comfortable in the dark, but if I prefer it. Do I choose it? Perpetuate it? Those are much different questions. I haven’t always liked the answers or the patterns I’ve seen. NOT saying that’s true for you, Sandra. Just sharing. This is something I’ve struggled with….wondering if I sabotage myself, or let my anxiety to so.

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        • If I am doing something to keep myself in hell, I’m not aware I’m doing it so I wouldn’t know how to stop… know what I mean? I think I’m just really frustrated with people telling me to think a different way as though they’re telling me to have the Cheerios I like instead of the Corn Flakes I don’t like when I don’t have access to Cheerios. If I did, obviously, I would have them! Sorry… I am bitchy today!!

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  5. tarnishedsoul says:

    In a word? Me.

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  6. See the good. Someone thinks enough of you to write a poem…for you, to encourage…you. I still say positive begets positive. See the good.

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    • What happens when there is no good to see? No positive? What then? Can’t make that materialize just because I want it. Yep… I have great kids and other such things. Yep… that part of my life is good. And it has zero impact on the 500 other parts that suck. Having great kids doesn’t get me a job. Doesn’t “fix” anxiety or any other ailment. It only means I have great kids.

      I know it seems simple to some people — “see the good… be positive” but people like me cannot do that. It’s not a choice. It’s an incapability. That is why I am the way I am… feel the way I feel. If I had the ability to do that, I’d already be doing it and I’d be happier! I sure as fuck didn’t choose to have the feelings I have. My therapist even said a few times (and just today, in fact)… “don’t beat yourself up because you never learned to think a certain way.” I wish it was simple… trust me, I really really do. But it’s like telling me that if I want to communicate with someone who only speaks Italian, I should speak Italian. Of course… but I don’t have that ability… I have to learn it first.

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    • Oh also… no one wrote that part to me… I made it up… 🙂

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  7. Kay says:

    I think maybe on some level I usually know, but I’m a perpetual analyzer of myself, which isn’t always a good thing! I can absolutely understand getting frustrated with that. It’s not bitchy!

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  8. wheredoesthisend says:

    Love it. Thank you.

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  9. Simon says:

    You can’t help how you see best…

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  10. mandibelle16 says:

    Beautiful poem. Even the dark, we need just a little light to write. No?

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  11. magarisa says:

    Very thought-provoking, especially the last part.

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