Nothing

A poem I wrote one day when i was kind of depressed.

Sadness.

Enveloping.

Deep.

Never ending.

Dark.

All consuming.

Full.

It enters me.

And never leaves.

And I don't know what to do.

Or how to get rid of it.

But I don't think I should even try.

'Cause somehow i know deep inside.

That I'll never get rid of it.

And that's just how it'll be.