Stuck With Me

Everything stops,
Everything slows,
Yet no one still knows,
As you fade farther away,
Into The Grey of The Day.

The days become weeks,
The weeks become months,
The endless repetition,
Forced to submission,
By what's still unseen.

Dark days and long nights,
Merge into the dark tunnel,
Falling endlessly,
Into a vortex of thoughts and despair,
With no way out.

Whats been released,
Unleashed and set free,
No longer fighting,
It won't keep trying,
It's there.