Onslaught Of Depression Poem by Vallerie Lobell

Once more into this blackness I am slowly baptized
Escaping light darkens the black in contrast,
Exposure to that light nevermore,
Eluding present, future, and past,

To be embedded deep I am desiring,
The shadows constantly chase and consume,
Virtuous intentions disturb their conspiring,
Utterly despondent I await the descending gloom,

With open arms as to a lover once lost at sea,
I know these dark caverns so well,
Pottering among them bleeding on shards of self,
Confined indifferently to one's own hell,

But in dwelling therein my heart unreachable,
By sainted or tainted who may dare to entreat,
Rap on the door I shall not answer,
For sadness so sharp is all you shall meet,

Leave me to despair and ponder, browbeat and regret,
And beg forgiveness for sins uncommited,
An ill fitting shroud my matrimonial raiment,
To this malevolent dragon I have submitted,