The Descent
Down and down into the darkness I descend.
A forever journey which seemingly has no end.
The abyss awaits for me, when that day is due.
Please arrive the day when my struggles are
through.
Down and down, the spiral spins out of control.
This path has all the hallmarks of the devils role.
Once a grip on your soul, not known to let go.
Prayers, I tried them with the sun high and low.
Just one exit I can see, just the single door.
As I am dragged closer and closer to Hell's floor.
Friends disappeared, one by one they all went.
Down and down I go, over at last is my descent.
(please try and understand and support all things mental health...thank you.)
Taylor Crowshaw
Tue 11th Sep 2018 15:15
Moving poem. Take care..?