Crawling In The Realm of Shadows

The different stages of my life, has
been walking in the realm of shadows.
In the past few years the burden I bolster
on my back, is slowly bulldozing me
to my hands and knees.

Lose of hope oozes through the cracks
of my heart. My heavyhearted soul has
fallen victim to this arduous cargo,
depression. The kaleidoscopic phantom
of dark cones are getting darker as time
passes by.

Now crawling in the realm of shadows,
my hands and knees decorated in scarlet
red blood. Shadows change to wickedness.
The blackness is the deepest tinge of shadows.
I have recognized, that I will be crawling
through this madness for the remnants of
my life.

There is no way out of the realm of shadow!