I’m breaking. “I can’t do this alone!”
I yell, as I stumble down life’s long, hard road,
Back’s buckling under this trial’s heavy load,
Whilst my weary heart beats weakly…fractured and slow.

I collapse down on my woeful knees,
Head’s pounding with stress…can’t seem to find peace,
Angst is trapped and pacing, searching for a release,
And stomach’s unsettled, like a cross swarm of bees.

Intense grief’s made me feel so sick,
Whilst depression has snared me within its dark pit,
Anxiety’s cobra rears, hisses and spits,
And pain’s earthquake causes flesh and bone to split.

Frustration, confusion and sanity groan,
Emotions tornado to destroy peaceful home,
I cry with no strength, “I can’t do this alone!”,
Jesus says, “You don’t have to. You’re not on your own”. 

Written 2022

Short bio...."my name is Suzanne Newman and I live in The Midlands in England. I have always liked reading poetry, but only started writing it earnestly in 2018, when The Lord put it upon my heart. I find it cathartic and like to use poetry to share my struggles with the hope of encouraging others in a similar position. I suffer from clinical depression & anxiety & had cancer in 2015/16 & still battle with the effects of that treatment to this day."