Once again in the Shadowlands

Its Dragging me
Back

Back
Down
Again

To those depths
And spaces

And my collapsing
Lung
Coughs and Spurts
As
The Shadows
Once
Again
Reclaims
This fragile Soul
Their
Play Thing
&
Im Back
now

And bathed in a
Familiar
Warmth
Like
That
Of Pain

All that will happen know
Is people will get on with they're
Lives
And
I wont
Speak
Now dumb and
Speechless
Just consumed
With
Dankness
And a reassuring
Emptiness
Inside
Where joy came to
Visit for a little
While
But Soon
Left as
Is the
Familiar call
to
All good things in my life
that dont
Last