Depression

It is like finding a deep hole and laying down
or being underwater and not able to breathe
The only difference is that you seem not to care, 
and have a wish for it just to be over. It's not.

You want it all to end, so the pain will too.
It seems there are no other ways out.
There are endless brick walls in your path
and no way to find your way back.

As you sink farther the abyss gets blacker,
soul's vacuum and spiritual void forever.
The cosmos doesn't care about your plight;
you are a minuscule atom in an entire universe.

You believe the universe has a point.

©2012  Cherie R. Boeneman