Here it comes again
The maelstrom of thought that kills
The corroding energy that eats
All it does is take
I hate it
And yet I let it in so easily
Without fuss nor fight
I let it take control
Driving me straight to its signature domain
An empty space of despair
I can't escape here
I hate it here
And yet I sit and watch as it pullover
Dragging me right to the thick of it
Do I like it here?
If yes what those that make me?
A *******?
A soldier?
A survival?
A man?
Nah it definitely not that
And yet I watch
It manifesto slowly converting my memory
Good is bad and bad is bad
It spread and spread
Always taking
And yet I watch
It as it all now
there nothing left
And yet I don't move
Fight! Fight!
A whisper, it's fading
But I don't respond
It continues, and yet I didn't
Weak, it watches with me
Without judgement or hatred

"What happened? Where did it all go? Who...who are we"

It questions, the only sound in this tar of Tartarus
But I only have one answer

"I'm tired"