He sits with me, hollow and heavy
I can’t breath
I hide in the shadows
Hoping he won’t find me
Forgetting that he commands the shadows
My own ball and chain
I found myself myself married to depression
I climbed into his embrace and
found a home in the darkness
Not better, just worse
In sickness and sadness
Till death, will we part?
I curl on the bed
Knees to my chest
Keeping myself together
As he watches me fall apart
A spouse of sorrow
I’m a weary wife
A marriage of inconvenience
Based on loneliness and lies.