A Slip into Madness
I was wracked with a deep depression that I could not shake. I am thrown back into this abyss of madness; my thoughts suppressed while my heart screams to be heard again.
Back to square one? To the grinding, halting feelings of abandonment and fear? When will this cycle of self-assurance and then self-abasement end? When will I stop wanting and needing for the past to come back? When will I stop trying to resurrect the dead?
My mind tells me to move on yet my heart is critically impaired to act and synchronize. I am deadlocked; crystallized in a pain-filled world that I desperately want to escape. Will I ever let you go?
Back to square one? To the grinding, halting feelings of abandonment and fear? When will this cycle of self-assurance and then self-abasement end? When will I stop wanting and needing for the past to come back? When will I stop trying to resurrect the dead?
My mind tells me to move on yet my heart is critically impaired to act and synchronize. I am deadlocked; crystallized in a pain-filled world that I desperately want to escape. Will I ever let you go?