It descends like a dull fog from the invisible abyss

Heavy

Thick

Numbing.

It imposes an obscure weight upon your limbs
Droops and sags your now unresponsive features
As you sink into the sour depths of inescapable solitude.

Your body abandons you
Your clouded mind shrivels up like your finger-tips after you lay limp in the tub for hours.

The fog vaporises your very being
You grab a stranger on the street and beg them to slap you
A fleeting attempt to escape the unresponsiveness that consumes you.

Futile.

This black fog drags you into declension
Stealing your essence and light with each relapse.

Inexorable.