I feel myself slipping into a depression.
Should I fight it or let myself slide.
I do my best writing in a depression
Connected to my emotions in that melancholy way
I delve deep within
find the pieces of poetry that really touch the soul
Is it worth the depths of despair?
To find a word
Claim a phrase
Don’t dive too deep that you can’t find the light.
Try to resurface from the malaise
Try not to get tangled in the memories
That try to hold me tight in the depths
The memories that reach out and grab in the night
The ones that grope and feel with rough hard fingers
Grabbing at my soul demanding I remember
I dodge and dart looking for the light
Afraid that if I let them capture me
I will be lost forever in the depths of darkness
Never to resurface from the abyss of eternal night.