And it comes
Like a wave over me, like a wave through me
This feeling of hopelessness… This overwhelming weakness-
Like a seething disease
It seeps into every crack, every hole in my heart
Every hole in my being
Digging its claws ever deeper into my soul
And slowly it tears me apart
And slowly it rips and it pulls and it tears me apart-
What am I to do
But lie down and accept this fate
When all of my pleas fall on deaf ears-
Alone, I am so helplessly alone and
So desperately seeking a way out of this life, this festering wound-
I’m drowning in a sea of my own blood and tears,
Drowning… ever and forever
This is not a poem, this is my cry for help

 
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