The monster snuck in again. It must have found a crack to crawl through. I struggle against the monsters hands whose only motive is to take my mind. He wants to swiftly fly in and perch inside a corner of my mind . He desires to any joy from me and replace it with pitch black darkness. He wants to bind my heart up until it roars “there is no-one who can help you now!”
Again , I reach out to the light the monster named depression slowly begins to fade with his tail tucked beneath him. He has not given up . He will return for revenge. When he comes again my mind will be renewed and he will be blinded by the light shining inside me.