Despair

The feeling creeps over you,
Like dark storm clouds slowly travelling across the sky.
Your heart is ached and pained,
As if you've been stabbed hard in the back.
Emotions start to build up,
Like rain in a thick black cloud.
Your vision is blurred,
Like looking through water,
And your heart is heavy,
As if turned to stone.
The tears are a waterfall,
flowing quickly and fluently and just won't stop.
Time is a tiny snail,
Creeping slowly along the path.
Memories run through your head,
As you begin to close your eyes.
A blanket of black, covers your mind,
And you succumb to the darkness called sleep.