Oh my soul… Why so dreary? More so than the winter sky above?
Why, dear heart, do you feel dead even when I know you are pumping blood?
Please, please just feel something! Feel anger, sadness, joy, peace – anything.
Oh my soul, I feel as though I’m underwater, living in a sea of grey and black.
A sea of nothingness.
A vast, landscape better left to the dead.
An ocean whose dark waters surround me& hold me down,
Like heavy, metal chains that want to strangle me.
I can’t breathe –
Oh my soul, please be better soon!
I can not live in the darkness anymore…