it

it comes on slowly.

Like the way that sunset turns to dusk and suddenly the dark night is upon you.

it becomes your worst enemy.

Seeping into your thoughts, it rips you to pieces and feeds you lies that you slowly learn to believe.

it is relentless.

it presses into the recesses of your mind at the dead of night, only to wake you with its hoplessness in the morning.

it is jealous.

it takes the joy of people away from you and convinces you that their acts of love are signs of hatred.

it calls you friend.

And you start to believe it.

it twists its way into the pathways of your brain, tightly binding itself into your DNA.

Your thoughts are not yours. You are a slave to the numbing thoughts it bids. The yelling becomes a constant hum as you believe with everything you are that there is nothing good, nothing hopeful, nothing bright. There is nothing. You are nothing.

And so the only thing that makes sense is to send it away. Tell it to leave. it's destruction is over and there will be an end to its reign.

Only, you can't do that.

For it has become your only companion.

Your dearest friend.

it is in your DNA.

it is a part of you now.

And who you were is but a simple memory, slowly erased.

it is all that is left.