Trapped in the Abyss

The world is shrouded in gloom,

A never-ending cycle of doom,

Days bleed into each other,

A constant struggle to recover.

The weight upon my chest,

A burden I cannot divest,

A suffocating sense of dread,

A darkness that's all-encompassing and widespread.

The voices in my head,

Whispering I'm better off dead,

That life is but a cruel joke,

And hope is nothing but smoke.

My energy has been drained,

My spirit has been maimed,

I am a mere shadow of who I used to be,

Lost in the depths of my own misery.

And so I sit in the abyss,

A place of perpetual hopelessness,

A slave to my own depression and despair,

Lost in a world that's simply unfair.

For though I long for the light,

And pray for the end of the night,

I fear that the darkness will never cease,

And I'll forever be a prisoner of this disease.