Break

my heart is black, just like my mind.

to no one does my spirit bind.

loving words do not help me,

they simply show what cannot be.

my darkness swallows everything

showing all my sorrows.

with every growing minute,

I begin to dread tomorrow.

I wonder what is next,

oh, in this Hell of mine.

I break in every way,

but my line is always "fine"

I'm not sure how much more

of this nightmare world, I can take

before I shatter and completely break.

#poetry #depression #gothic