Darkness Overtakes Me

Darkness overshadows the misty sea. The dreaded beast is coming for me. It is silent and sly, not daring be found. But you secretly know it's always around. When it comes it cuts deep like a knife to your back. This unwanted terror doesn't mind hurting you; It will always willingly attack. Your eyes weep tears making the sea overflow with the sadness of your mind. You'll slowly be pulled into the undertow. I can feel the rage inside my chest. I can't release this hate. I'm so very angry at myself; In my hands I hold my fate. Depression is the terrible beast that overtakes my soul, tearing out my bewildered heart and making me seem unwhole. Images made about myself don't change throughout the years. I dislike myself in many ways; the sea solemnly holds my tears. I cry as I cut into my skin the feeling giving me power. It makes me forget all of my pain, my tears falling like petals from a wilting flower. I have been given a soulful mission and failed all of my tests. But what really makes me terribly confused is that no one will protest. I put the metal against my thigh feeling metal smooth and cold. I know I am going to die tonight but doing it feels so bold. I feel the knife ripping into my flesh the blood flowing out like wine. I can't recall anything more... ...it was too quickly the end of my time.OK...I know, I know....crappy. I haven't been writing anything impressive lately. Leave comments! :) Written January 3rd, 2002 © on Jan 07 2002 02:07 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1