Here it comes again
The veil is descending
My bedroom looks darker than ever
I can’t see the floor beneath my feet.
Walking further down the steps
Seeking solace below the basement
Deepest darkest corners of my mind
Thoughts I can’t admit even to myself.
Too tired to keep climbing tonight
Maybe tomorrow, or maybe it’s just time
Giving in is still an option
Sinking into the welcoming black sea.