sinking

the inability to feel
the beauty of a sunset
or feel calm when evening
peacefulness
is laid before you
lets you know that
the sinking feeling of
depression
has a foot hold
pulling you under and
making even the smallest
hope
of a better day so far away
that nothing will let you
escape from the tyranny of
despair
There's no middle ground
you understand or you don't
that without hope there is no
tomorrow
and without help
you'll find with the sunrise
just another
today