Prodigy of a depressive phase.
Deep, hollow breaths; inhaling black, exhaling white
No turning back; trapped, stuck for life
Hit by thunder, high on light
Blurry vision, moving ahead
What’d you do? Look back instead
Intertwining downward spiral
Increasing infection’s viral
Vague objects occupy the sky
Suspended in the air, but why?
The grayish black painted disgustingly orange
Elevated in a meditation, so wondrous and strange
An excerpt from my journal