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Obscuring the Pain



 The pain was more than I could bear

The grief beyond belief

I had to deaden the feeling

Go to a place of healing

To stop my heart bleeding


I lay on the bed and closed my eyes

And I felt my skin tingle

As if a thousand needles

Were brushing me lightly

And holding me tightly


As the warmth of darkness enfolded me

God in his mercy defended me

Safely sheltered me in His love

Shielded me from more heartache

And watched over me ‘til daybreak


©DGA 12 October 2011 02:28

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

22 thoughts on “Obscuring the Pain

  1. Good Morning Adee…please tell me that is not something happening now!!!
    Very powerful.


  2. Beautiful, beautiful words..thank you once again.

    love P


  3. Perhaps that is what is meant by “sleep tight”…. In God’s arms. Thanks for that post, but I’m not sure if I should feel happy or sad for her. Any insight for me?


  4. Denise. A lovely poem. And full of feeling.
    When my heart used to be full of anxiety, I used to creep out of the bedroom and go to my radio, find someone to talk to (in morse) and after half an hour I was rested and could find sleep again. I guess that was God’s gift to me, just the same.


    • Thanks, John. I do believe that God fulfils all our needs, but in his own way and in his own time. And I also think that we often don’t even notice how he does this because he sometimes works in a circuitous fashion to get there.


  5. A wonderful response to the dark night of the soul, Denise.


  6. on some level we all go through similar seasons…i am glad you know the one that shelters us even in the storm…


  7. Amen,. praise God …How I have wished on many occasions when He has been working back around in that circuit, I was paying more attention, and recalling the times He had unmistakably sheltered me in the past.
    Bless You Denise, thanks for a wonderful poem from the heart.


  8. I have felt that warmth too even in my agnostic, hippy, pagan way. Beautiful, Adeeyoyo. And uplifting…


  9. It’s amazing how these memories suddenly pop out of nowhere years down the track, Adee, as if the mind only deals with them when it’s good and ready


  10. God is one singular source of strength that can de-body us from pain when we focus our attention on, and shall embody us back when the pain (c)eases. Mind creates a beautiful heaven for the spirit to live temporarily there, till it is restored to its rented house. Else, it shall appropriate another.


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