The Darkness.
Darkness creeps.
The depression is what the medically educated call it.
I call it darkness.
Every day it finds me.
Good days.
Bad days.
It always finds me.
I cannot escape it,
I cannot hide.
Darkness creeps.
Self inflicted pain and hatred.
Both product of the darkness.
I try to find the light.
Everyday, I try to find the light.
Good days.
Bad days.
I always seem to get so close.
And then……
Darkness creeps.