Maddening Despair

The tide within me washes upon the shore of my soul,
drawing it out and engulfing me in a wave of misery.
I try to draw a breath,
suffocating on harsh realities.
I cannot swim in this vast pool of sorrow,
I only struggle to stay afloat.
The now tainted beach mocks my vulnerability.
Ominous clouds and ebony sky loom overhead,
Forbidding my heart to fill its void.
I am banished to this wasteland, worlds away from hope.
I am the destroyer, the tormented.
I must reteach myself to swim,
fighting the currents which yearn to pull me under.
Only then will the shore be salvation
and the storm shall pass.
Time is my greatest foe.

I am lost in a sea of maddening despair.