it creeps in slowly
like chills on a wintery night
and before it's even noticeable
it engulfs me

the sadness
the darkness
the numbness
it fills me up
until I have nothing left in me to fill

no space for air
and I can't breathe
gasping and gasping
to no avail

staring down from up here
if I fell
would it stop
after hitting the ground?

or would I fall further
so far down that
even the darkness would
flee in fear

the numbness would burn
and the pain come rushing back
swallowing me
drowning me

incomprehensible unravelled thoughts
a mass of black
with speckles of grey begging to be seen
masked white and acidified colors

shriveled up
wilted
killing flowers
cutting trees

beauty is not in the eye of the beholder
**** beauty
bleed it's worth
for it shall have none

in the darkness
find comfort
no fear that the suns power
would do any harm

unreachable
don't
get out
stay