Closer (A Poem)

Closer it comes, I see it advancing, Laughing to itself quietly, Practically prancing.

Towards me it skips, Joyful and mocking, It’s ugly intent, Painfully shocking.

I watch it move faster, Now smiling with glee, I don’t turn around, There’s nowhere to flee.

It savours the moment, As it puts its arms around me, Engulfs me completely, Only it I can see.

What is this monster, I hear you ask, With such evil presence, And a soul so black.

‘I am!’ It bellows, Then a pause for effect, ‘Depression!’ It screams, ‘And I, you cannot deflect!’

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s