Mass Depression

This darkness, it eats.
It eats at us from the inside.
Slowly tearing us apart,
in order for it to reach its own goal.
As always, its silent;
Silently it removes.
It removes the light that was once there.
The emptiness is its minion;
Its twin.
The emptiness works with it;
in cadence with its movement.
It helps fill the void that was once light;
light that was once there.
They work together,
devouring us more.