Deep Depression

I feel the rain pounding on my skin. The cold creeps deeply into my very soul. The storm clouds hang, blindingly dark and angry around my head. Pain invades my mind and runs hot through my veins. The anger resounds in my ears, my world spins and careens crazily out of orbit. Sickness grows in the pit of my stomach. Deep in my throat a scream gathers and builds. It refuses to exit, no sound escapes my lips. I feel it echo through me, creeping to my fingertips. Coming back to reverberate with every throb of my heart. The wind lashes my very being, Whipping my covering to shredded bits. I stand bare and naked before everyone. Unveiled, and yet unseen by all. My breath stabs me with every uneven gasp. My thoughts grapple at my throat, draining away all resistance. The ground lurches and fades from existence beneath me. I fall, twisting and writhing in agony and turmoil. I am crushed under the pain of uncertainty. I doubt my very existence, tomorrow is today and yesterday is tomorrow. There is no beginning and still there is no end. Fading, swirling, and blurring together.