The loneliness was creeping in
The blackness and the cold
She had tried so long to stave it off
Unspoken would be untold.
She did her best to find the light
Working to stay afloat
There's nothing to do when darkness comes
The captain stays with the boat.
The creeping monster would rear its head
A mist that seemed to smile
Inching toward her in the day and night
Ever patient, all the while
The monster knew to bide its time
The question only of when
For she was his, they had conceded
Both underworld denizens.
She felt his presence before his face was shown
Like a shiver down her spine
A cold wind blowing from the sea
A heavy swallow of the brine.
She breathed a sigh of impending doom
Knowing which path this was to lead
Preparing herself for the approaching dusk
As if her soul was part of the devil's deed.
She braced herself and carried on
Her optimism still flickering through
"Perhaps it will pass and be just a shower"
Perhaps it won't leave her broken and blue.
She trudged along, each day getting darker
The monster approaching with skill
She turned her cheek and gave her back
But she knew he was coming in for the kill.
"How many more times of this can she stand?"
She asked as she was swallowed up wholeA person can face only so much
Before the darkness has taken its toll.
She remained in the cloud, in the dark, in the mist
Living, but joy being barred
Until the day she was finally released
Her being a little more scarred.
The extent of what she was feeling
They knew she was off or just a bit moody
They knew not that her mind was still reeling.
Another episode like this, she thought to herself
And something must surely "give"
One can't continue on in this way
This was not the way life was to live.