It never heeds warning always so sudden. During the day, afternoon, night, no matter. It doesn’t care, always so sudden. Like an assassin, a silent noise. A silent wave, crash down on Any unsuspecting victim, crash. A land mine, the lightest touch. The smallest thing. Enough of a trigger To set it off again. I try to run with my tail between my legs, But to no avail from the impending wave of emotions Coming my way. I try to stay and beat the game they play, But at the end of day, I’m forced to try to rum away. Day by Day, I live this weight, this curse, this black cloud, This monster living inside me, threatening to consume and take over. This monster, I don’t prefer to give it a name or a title, But most call it depression.