Depression
Black as death, silent as the wind
Never listening, never speaking
Always following, never leaving
Watching, waiting, pouncing
Invading your thoughts
Descending upon, clouding over
Falling like rain, smoldering
What little happiness was left
Slowly taking over, taking away
Your sanity
Silent as the wind yet as deafening as
The thunder
Persistent, relentless
Uncaring, unwanting, unloving
But ever so needy in its fight to win
Your sanity
To give in would be a great loss
But to keep on going would be hell
The choice lingers
Life or death?
Only time will tell�
Michelle Elizabeth Bernard