black

black

losing light
losing sight
losing height
losing might
losing will
falling hell
falls around me
cocoons me
protects me
entraps me
angers me
want to fight
got no might

 

the black cloud engulfs me on a monday morning

is it the world turning black or just me?

 

(Actual date unknown – likely sometime in May 1996; also posted in Angelish 2001)