Depression envelopes my being, <br />its' tenticles wrapped tightly around, <br />my mind and heart, dark and confused, <br />as it pulls me towards the ground. <br /> <br />Helpless and afraid, <br />with no energy to fight back, <br />it slowly drags me into a hole, <br />bottomless and black. <br /> <br />I always scream for help, <br />yet no one hears my calls, <br />my anquish is mine, and mine alone, <br />as are my tears that fall. <br /> <br />There is no one who can rescue me, <br />perhaps they do not care, <br />and as I am slipping into myself, <br />I'm consumed with fear and despair. <br /> <br />A tunnell full of memories, <br />which my mind and heart regrets, <br />are swirlling all around me, <br />those nightmares I can't forget. <br /> <br />No one even notices, <br />that I'm no longer there, <br />No rope has ever been thrown my way, <br />to pull me from dispair. <br /> <br />And as I am spiraling downward, <br />into my ocean of sorrow, <br />all I can see are my yesterdays, <br />which have tainted my future tomorrows. <br /> <br />Slowly and deeper I am plunged into, <br />the midst of my heartaches, <br />and it is there, in the rotting core, <br />that my pain is stored away.<br /><br />Ruth warren<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/depression-19/
