Dull orbs of green Stare back from reflective material Once vibrant fire cascaded down Now lackluster
Once carefree and bright smiles Replaced by emptiness and frowns Darkness lurking in recesses Springs forth covering everything
Thoughts trapped behind shutters to the soul As lids lift allowing a stagnant light to glimpse Dark and cold are blankets of warmth Vibrant color so drab
Voices, smiles, laughter, light Silent, empty, tears, pain Arms reach out Attempting to break through
Feeling the vice grip Slivers of feeling enter Screams bounce off just below the skull Anguish read in the sea of green
Wanting desperately to break free She can feel the anguish smothering Sleep the escape Wakened to more agony
Pills said to be the answer Day in day out More added to the regimen No change in the mirror
Dreams the escape Life the prison Tell me how you feel Visions of blades gauging flesh
Red floods the scene Such warmth surrounds briefly Suddenly very cold No one thought to understand
Pills withdrawn Voices no more Lying in the poppies Eyes dull and lifeless
Feelings gone Peaceful rest at last The fight long gone Stark white sheet beneath the cold black bag
Written by: Niyah Love all rights reserved 2015 Delving into the psyche of the depressed. Fiction