Transformation

Goals turned into miracles

Miracles transformed to dreams

Dreams altered into nightmares

Nightmares dissolved to be depression

Depression crawled deeper into my body

It broke my wanting to belong

The miracles and dreams hid in a corner

A very dark corner just hoping they wouldn't be killed off

The nightmares peeked in. Only to see if they could take any of it's horrified territory back.

By that time depression had control of the body

Just like how they wanted it.

Limp

No air

No fight

Just followed in a blank space

Its smile looks like a stepped on lamp shade

Watching both his smile and the life of the body fade