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Pills withdrawn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