The shadow looms
and overpowers me.
The emotion
and commotion
of this life-
they overwhelm me.
I seek rest
and happiness
and peace.
But instead I find
death
and depression
and wars.
These rule my life
and follow my actions.
I fight
but it is for nothing.
Everything I do
collapses on me-
suffocating me-
strangling me.
I gasp for air,
grasp for your hand-
but you turn on me-
retract your hand
and I grasp nothing.
I take back my hand,
and like you,
I turn.
But,
I turn over
in my
grave.
