Existence

Written during one of my darker moments in a struggle against depression

There is no escape
From this eternal void
Which has been termed
“Existence”

Each day begins
With new challenges
And untold of hurdles
To push you to the very edge

Every day brings the temptation
To submit to this darkness
To lay down your defenses
And let the pain flood you

Once you have given in
Recovery seems nigh impossible
The relief that you have welcomed
Becomes your daily sustenance

Nothing feels so relieving
As dissipating the clouds
Shrouding your soul
And letting the pain flood you

Every day will revolve around
Clearing out the void within yourself
These thoughts will consume you
Until finally there is nothing left

There is no escape
From this eternal void
Which has been termed
“Existence”