Depression in Windows

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Just out of my grasp, I can see the world

Standing on the edge of my reality

Wondering just how far to reach

Where are the guide-lines to help break my fall

Used to be nearby

I could crawl away, feel safe, hear voices

That told me everything would be okay

Now today I look across a vacuum

See the light

See the open room that lies ahead

See the world that exists

Standing on the edge of my reality

Wondering just how far to reach

The cold mist of a dark, dank existence

Envelops my mind, never bringing any warmth

I stand here wondering if I might jump

Will my energy carry me to the window

Leaving all of the horrific pictures behind

Having only the light my mind is confused

Wondering if once inside that pretty world

If ever that feeling of lost reality will return

Will the windows darken again

Will the land form around my legs

To leave me standing there once again

Wondering how the darkness prevailed

Upon my once hopeful imagination

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