Suffocation

The sky is blue yet all I see is gray,
Imaginary clouds obscure my faith.
Upon my life my depression does prey,
Faithfully hunted by a stalking wraith.

One with malevolent design in mind,
Striving to stifle any elation.
To render felicity wholly blind,
Triumphant, inflaming my frustration.

Dominated with malicious intent,
This entity from which I can’t escape.
Relentless pursuit, doggedly hell-bent,
Derisive, assuming a benign shape.

I sense its presence suffocating me,
Precisely extorting my liberty.

“Recession is when a neighbor loses his job. Depression is when you lose yours.” ~ Ronald Reagan

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