I am done fighting.
I am done struggling.
I am done.
There is nothing, no strength.
There is nothing, no willpower.
There is nothing.
I let myself fall,
something otherworldly I hear
but I feel no fear,
it's darkness's call.
I let go of all,
and still I fall.
A long sought sensation,
I now am darkness's creation.
I indulge into the depths,
as they welcome me
a part of them to be.
I let go of all,
and still I fall.
I am darkness.
I am depression.
I am.