Black Cloud

The black cloud,

It screamed so loud.

It yelled,

“Come hither from which you are held!”

The beast,

It should have scared me the least.

I ran out to face it,

I decided to chase it.

It engulfed me with the tight hold,

But I never forgot what I was told.

“You must speak loud,

To the black cloud.

Ask the name,

Beware it will maime.”

The frigid darkness surround me,

All I could do was try to flee.

I said,

“Black cloud with the weary head,

What is thy name?

I do not wish to play games.”

The cloud replied,

“You should have died!

My name is Depression,

I’ve hope you have learned your lesson.”

I was whipped around,

Then thrown on the cold hard ground.

I then awoke in bed,

With the worst pain in my head.

I looked at the sky,

And wondered why.

I let out a moan,

There was one black cloud all alone.