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(Depression!)

There it is again...the shroud of darkness that encompasses me. I walk in blindness until I fall into a flame that gives off no heat. It's what I've become now. A brilliant fire that warms no one. I am too absorbed in this to realize that the ceiling has become my enemy...and now I sit forever under pressure unseen of great strength. Where is my angel? Where is the one who would ignite that stubborn mule within to push me onward...she's on vacation. Where is the muse? The soft song of encouragement does not play here anymore. I look in the mirror and say once again you are all that's left. Suffer the weight of your weakness! What is there to fight for anymore, old man?

I tremble under the weight...I miss you, I need you, I wish to be yours only...all words die on the lips as bones break and flesh compresses. I feel like I've lost a friend, a lover...lost myself as well again. Is this life? Picking up the pieces and finding all those things again and again? I tell myself again if I could fight just once more....once more....once more....