A tale of depression
He was invited into Darkness one cold, black night.
The Darkness took over his hearing, his touch, his sight.
As much as he wanted to leave, the Darkness made him stay.
And because of the Darkness, he pushed everyone away.
He never wanted life when Darkness was around.
So, he made a pact that would send him into the ground.
To get away from the Darkness so much that it hurt.
But he felt the Darkness slip away as he hit the dirt.
He felt peace, for one split second upon the cold earth.
But then the Darkness caught up to him, so what was it worth?
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (1)
Comments are closed for this poem.