fading out of gray

it was dark at the end of the tunnel

the way blocked by cobwebs

and nightmares of doubt

was this to be eternity?

a constant struggle against lethargy

lassitude, despair

who was the body

inhabiting her person?

what was the gremlin overtaking her soul?

she wished, in a tired way

for the end to come

swift and clean

a permanent end to the person she’d become


but not a bridle on who she could be