237th Post

Depression settles into me.
Like a snake's venom.

Taking over me.
Bit by bit.

Everyday.
Are just mechanical actions.

Done by a mind.

That got warped.
Beyond normal understanding.

I feel like i am becoming a doll.
Pulled on by stings.

Strings in which.
I can never be free from.

Has society warped our minds so much.
That we mindlessly turn against each other.

Dare i contemplate further?

On the pain that.
I will be further driven.
Into the valley of silence.

I'm tired.
Tired of everything.

Sigh.

Help me.
My mirror.

Decapitate me.
Slay my memories.
So that i will contemplate no more.