You feel pain stabbing at your heart, crying for you to give in, for the endless darkness to take your hand, and rip your soul from your grasps. The voice softens and dreams fill your head. Crying for your pleading voice to be heard. Things scratched at your eyes causing you to bleed endlessly as your body falls weak and helpless. Your mind wondering is this the end, our great depart from reality in this dreaded world? Your heart is asking will my lips feel the kiss of death? Stealing every last breath you take till you feel nothing beneath your feet and the world's spirits from your body's presence as you die.
Note: Originally posted on Friday September 28, 2012 on my former In and Out of Depression blog.
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