An EMDR Poem

The Darkest Sorrow

Through the dark shade of sorrow
All that can be seen is darkness
Like a thick mist covering from top to bottom
It has no beginning or end.
The darkness is all consuming

Through the darkness as I travel
Through its thick mist the pain grows ever stronger.
Will this sorrow ever end? Echoing in the mist.

As I travel even further ever deeper 
A glimmer of hope appears.
Through the deepest darkness appears the light.
The tiniest of a glimmer.
The light grows stronger.

Through the darkness comes light.
Through sorrow comes hope
Through hope the laughter returns once more.