...is for Depression (duh, no brainer this one)
Its long, bony fingers grab you when you're least expecting it. They hold you tight, won't let go, not for anything. You shake, struggle, try to break free until the strength to do so is gone. And once it's gone, It has won, It has got you and you will be Its for life.
It is dark, a darkness that you never knew existed, a darkness that chills you to the bone.
It is fear, a fear that fills your days and haunts your nights.
It is a new way of life, a life that is beyond your control.
There is no escape, no way out, no hope. You just have to accept It.
My heart and soul belong to It, now and forever, Amen.