Deadbeat

When that impossible battle for happiness leaves you depleted and broken the darkness that has always lurked inside reaches up and swallows you whole. It consumes your thoughts until you don’t sleep at night and don’t know why you wake. It stops your tongue from talking, your eyes from wanting to see, your ears from hearing. You collapse in on yourself, submitting to the darkness. Feeding it with irrational thoughts and half truths. In return it kills the person you once were and delivers you new into the world, as but a shell of yourself. No thoughts, no feelings, no motive. You hate every second of it. But you thrive off it. That darkness is all that keeps you warm at night and the only thing that talks to you when your alone. You tread water day in, day out, until you can escape to the comfort of the grave.

This is the shared reality of humanity.