depression
rages like a quiet flood
deep in its clutches
i sink before i know it
it pulls me under
im gasping for breath
and sometimes i submit
to the quiet in the depth
leave me alone
my heart wants rest
it's tired of aching
it seeks only death
a light shines disturbingly
bright in my eyes
right beyond me teasing
a sweet surprise
but it's too far away
it's not close enough
near enough to want
but not enough to touch
so leave me in the mire
it weighs me down just right
like a soft bed made for me
on a cool dark night
-aq
