Black box

This is a about a personal fight to overcome depression

DARK, SHADOW BOX

IN BETWEEN

THE LOST OF HOPE

BUT, I WONT

GIVE IN TO THE THE DEPTHS

OF THE SOIL THAT OPENS UP

TRYING TO TAKE A GRASP

AT MY LEGS

I KEEP HOLDING ON

ROOT LIKE VINES

ARE COMING OUT

BEGINNING TO ENTWINE

AROUND MY LIMBS

CALLOUSED PALMS

PAINFUL PHALANGES

I TRY, OH HOW HARD, I TRY

TO HOLD ON

I WILL NOT SURRENDER TO 

DARK HOLES OF THE UNKNOWN

SUN'S BRIGHT, HOPES THAT I

JUST MIGHT BE HERE TO

MAKE A BREAK FROM THIS

DARK SHADOW THAT LOOMS

IN THE DAYS OF UNCERTAINTY

Author's Note

my first post