Depression

Darkness grips me like a vise. Choking out what little light dwells within. The emptiness resounds inside my head, an engulfing echo of nothingness. Paying homage to the cold damp empty shell, where once warmth flourished not so long ago. Light and darkness entangled in knots, becoming one but separate. Fighting for dominance of my soul. Drowning in the dark river of despair. I see only a shallow glimpse of what was, I sink deeper into the murky void. Gagging, I choke on my own bitterness. I let the rancid liquid fill me until it pours forth from every pore. Enlightenment is not on my horizon, all shimmering of hope has faded. Blindness will continue to be my guide.