It will cover you in a blanket of numbing darkness,
Fighting with you with maddening agility,
Taking every last bit of strength you have.
Like suffocation, this will feel a lot like having every life line cut
Cut with a jagged and dull knife.
You are alone in the world,
And everyone you love has cast you aside.
After weakening you to the point of suicide
It will beat you down with all its strength,
Until all that is left of you is the empty feeling of loneliness
A feeling you got to know well.
It will fly off after its work is done,
Leave you in ruins on the floor,
A hint of the darkness still left in your heart
As it looks back and laughs at The Unloved.