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.
Copyright © Maria Key | Year Posted 2008
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