Spectrum of Psychodrama

I dripped into the night liquidating and metamorphosing. Somehow managed to form a string of emotion tied with self deprecation, darkness and other forms of chaotic Structure. Conceived into black and bathed in cold emotion. A world of depression leaves me bound by persistent fear forever drowning me in despair. Submerged in a liquid sense of isolation that shrouds the deep Ink abyss. Defined yet undefined underwater sinking me further. Will I ever emerge from the liquid that sinks my body.