Dark emotions encompassing your soul
Smothering your very existence
Every waking hour haunted by black emotions
Hopelessly searching for what used to be
Emptiness and loneliness engrained in your being.
It is all you know, you are it, and it is you
A black hole of despair, an endless song of pain
Wondering about what is next and if you are next
Trying to hold onto what you were, but terrified of what you have become
Relentlessly grasping everything familiar, yet disconnected from it all
A bitter sweet reminder of life, desolate through it all
A morose, greying, decaying morsel of being
Ultimately helplessly surviving to be seen, and to be believed in.
By Gillian Kelly