The Malady

This daunting and deathlike alteration
Is like drifting towards the open sea
Struggling to keep my head above the water
But the towering waves are overwhelming me
This profound horror is unspeakable
And no one can grab my concern
Descending into the inconceivable
With no hope of return
I see shapes of ghostlike beings
Watching me with eyes of frigid stone
The reason for their voiceless presence
And frightening demeanor is unknown
This profound horror is unspeakable
And no one can grab my concern
Descending into the inconceivable
With no hope of return
No one is able to relieve me
No one can ever set me free
Fading into nonhuman existence
Detached in obscurity