drenched

sweat and tears

who knows
who cares

there's only me

this is liberating
typing. blogging
knowing. fully aware
i am on my own
i am my own audience
i am my only reader

ah yes
depression
my old friend

you're back!
with a vengeance like no other!

such fine, delicate piercings
such poetic, wondrous shears

delight

pain, my dear
you've come home again

i thought i lost you
i thought wrong

and i can't decide if it's for the better or for worse

can this darkness really drive a person full of light down the tunnel of no return?
down the pit of despair?

i'll find out.