Creeping

I can see the sadness in shadows over my face, the darkness of despair, creeping ever so slowly, quietly sneaking up.

Why can't you see it damn it? Didn't you hear it howling last evening? I felt you stir next to me and thought you heard it too.

I felt it breathing down my neck, scalding hot, almost burning me. I can feel it wanting me, maybe even needing me.

My body is in pain when it comes, my soul feeling as if it is being pulled from me while I lay in bed.

It wraps around me, and makes me struggle to breathe, it's hands are ice around my throat, squeezing ever so lightly, enough to make me try to fight back.

I thrash around, you're laying right there, why don't you know what is happening to me right next to you?

I awake with tears, and often won't sleep, I know it's there waiting for me, I can hear it calling me.

Busy myself to avoid what lies under the surface, waiting for it to go and leave me alone.

I can't bear the pain it brings in my head, which in turn makes my body ache. Why can't you see or hear what is happening to me????