The Feeling

The feeling I feel Is as dark as space I don't know how to deal With such an endless place. My thoughts seem to overcome All that is over me I feel that I am strucked dum For the world to see. These feelings of mine Are deeper than any sea or ocean With darkness combine Creates and endless motion. I am in an endless cycle Of darkness and depression That I can not battle In each of my sessions. Every time I move forward The hole gets deeper and deeper I try to look outward But the light becomes dimmer and dimmer. I feel completely buried With no way out And very wearied with out a doubt. I want to scream for help But no one will hear me For the dirt chokes my throat So I will never be set free. By: Fotu S Taeoalii