Swimming in loneliness
in the ocean of darkness
in the empty room in my soul
My hands are tied to my bed
the night held tight to my leg
bumping me left and right
deep into depression
Deeper it kept bumping me
it kept bumping me;
I know not the depth
for am swarmed by darkness
My nose refuses to accept breathe
incessant thoughts danced around me
and darkness tooth pierce on my skin
At rock bottom of darkness
I strive to break through it hold
to emerge at surface to breath
his hold was a solid iron
My efforts were detained
and I drowned in darkness
in cuddle of loneliness
with a surrounding of depression
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