Inky Blackness

Wasn’t so long ago in the grand scheme of things 

That I dwelt in inky blackness 

That my mood was apathy

That I had no hope or dreams

No ambitions

That I was stuck deep in the more of depression

It was like a drive down a country road at 6 in the morning 

With no lights around and no other cars

The only light you see is your headlights seeming to be swallowed by the blackness

Your tail lights dimly glowing in the rear view

It seems like there’s no way out of the darkness as it encroaches on you from every angle

Oppressive and menacing 

But eventually the sun creeps over the horizon and there’s brighter days

As someone who’s lived through it 

I tell you it gets better

There bright days ahead

Where you can feel again

Where you will know love and joy

I won’t tell you it’ll be easy coming out of it

Or that everyday will be filled with joy

But I promise it gets better

Remember it may pass like a fucking Kidney stone

But it’ll fucking pass.