Everything is black

Everything is black

Black like the night sky

Dark like the eyes of a wild animal

Thick like honey

A black stillness is in my soul today

The blackness is sucking me down into it.

Making me search for light

Reaching for something I cannot see

But I can feel it, pulling on me

Taking me in a direction I don’t yet know

And I’m black inside

Raw and decaying

Feeling this sheet of blackness weighing on my shoulders

All I see is black. And all I feel is black.

And then there is red.



Categories: Addiction, Anxiety, bipolar disorder, Depression, Homeopathic Remedies, Mental Health, OCD, Poetry, Self Esteem, self-care, Writing

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