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Forlorn

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My story is a cliché.

I'm a middle aged male, married with two children. I've battled depression since adolescence.

I have pursued an endless, tedious and exhaustive search for a solution—to no avail. I have been robbed of the simplest joys of life and I'm at a loss as to why.

Profile created: May 3, 2010

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4-Lorn: Random musings from the depths of depression

Forlorn ― http://4-lorn.blogspot.com

My story is a cliché. Unremarkable and mediocre. I'm a middle aged male, married with two children. I've battled depression since the age of 13. I...

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04/30/11

11:36 pm Pundit Commentator

I lay in my bed in solidarity with you.

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04/22/11

12:27 am Lynne

Hi!
I am making an ad for you as you requested and am almost finished, but my heart ached for you and all you are going through. Since we are not friends yet, I couldn't send it privately, so I hope you don't mind. I am praying for you. ~Lynne
DUSK TO DAWN
The day is fading,
My soul is glum;
Rain keeps pouring,
My mind so numb.

Lurking shadows,
In flickering light;
Time disappears
In the dismal night.

Dread crushes peace,
Pain strikes deep;
Panic takes over,
Swallowing sleep.

Lies from the evil one
Whisper in my ear;
Chuckles in the cold,
A sinister sneer.

Sinking in pity,
Tormented and tried,
Drowning in tears;
Where shall I hide?

Like a slap in the face,
Dark becomes dawn;
I run for Shelter,
But He never was gone!

Why, oh why,
Do I resist and ignore,
The One always near,
Waiting at the door.

He never changes,
Never sways,
Never flounders,
And never strays.

He feels all pain;
Suffered the worst,
Binds all wounds,
His mercy dispersed.

As fast as I can,
I drink from His hand;
My thirst is quenched,
I can finally stand.

Driven by weakness,
Back in His arms;
Secure in His grip,
Safe from all harm.

He patiently waited
And heard my plea;
Out of the quicksand,
He rescued me.

Trusting in God
Who I cannot see;
Held by His grace
At last, made free!

Pain may linger,
But peace floods my soul,
As I bask in the Son,
For He's in control!

Lynne's Blog Post: Protein shakes

1:14 pm Forlorn

Thank you so much. Though I'm not Christian I truly appreciate this beautiful poem and the time spent in creating it. God has chosen not to answer my prayers but maybe He'll answer yours on my behalf. Thank you again.