Depression is like a wet death seeping into my core
It moves around me like a blanket strangling me, moving into every part of my being
Blackness and stillness with pools of apathy is where my being now resides
Laying flat, motionless, in the ocean of black tar slowly slipping down
All smothering, all encompassing, it soon becomes my everything
Can't breathe, can't sleep, can't manage, can't live
All there is and all there will be is hopelessness, apathy, despair, depression