Depression, my bittersweet companion

I am lost in the fields of emotionless emotions,
cuddled by artic arms and frozen hearts,
no escape but to go down in the darkest of dark,
no relief but to surrender to the razorblades.

Isolation gradually becomes me,
my own soul even feels foreign,
no more hugs only tears,
that flow in rivers, constantly.

Goodbye world of hapiness,
sadness rules now,
take me , crush me,
king of solitude, forever.

Herman
Easter 2006