Lacuna Poem by monish chowla

I'm fettered to these harrowing thoughts and,
My forlorn heart,
has forsaken all hope.
Finding comfort in isolation,
it dissuades me from unearthing a serene utopia.

Caught in a maelstrom of despair,
never dispelled as I was not aware.
I capitulated to the flow.
it took me to places I never wanted to go

My will to survive was tenuous
And the current absconded me into the darkness.
The cold ocean of despondency,
made me impassive, it numbed me.

I'm apprehensive about floating out,
so I fabricated these walls around me
now I'm drowning within myself
somebody, please break me free.