Dawn & Dusk

A lament

Ennui
A creeping mould
Spreading over my brain
Until it takes hold

It paralyses my limbs
Weakens my will
Punctures my passion
And yet it advances still

It drains my drive
Consuming my joy
Tears down my confidence
My self-esteem it destroys

Colour drains from the world around me
Food melts into bland mush
Sound becomes muffled
As my dreams are slowly crushed

I sink into a pit
Into a deep, dark place
Where there is no up or down
In this heartless space

Yet whichever way I go
I seem to be falling deeper
Like I am rolling down a hill
Which is getting ever steeper

I lose touch with the outside world
Become locked inside
For those who have ever wondered
This is what depression feels like