Count To Down

I’m counting down to the next black day

To the next time I can’t cope

When functioning normally

Is a distant hope.

My outline is always framed in fear

Bleeding slowly inwards

Swallowing my colour up.

It is hard to live in the now

When there is always darkness on the horizon.

Does it get better ?

Not always.

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