The Bleak Revival

This turbulent force in my life is sweeping me away,

Into an abyss that has no ground bottom.

The revolting emotions pounce on my flesh like blood thirsty slugs,

These I cannot wave away as I have no blood to offer.

The thundering bolts of lightning seems so close now,

I tend to wear the imaginary cap that saves me and cajoles me in its care.

That day was near I never had fathomed,

When the devoted misery came greeting with open arms.

I am scared that this scar will remain for a lifetime,

Because I know it will never go away.

The happy memories I had will all be dark and grim,

The laughter, a sign of happiness has shunned my way.

I am in a state of limbo,

When will I revive I do not know.