NOTE: This post has references to suicide. If this is a trigger, please do not read it at this time.
The credit for this post is given to my friend, Harry P. X. Frost. He has a commanding skill with poetry and divides his verses into sections. I am borrowing his idea (hat tip Harry) to express what I felt like in my darkest hours. Specter is the personification of my clinical depression. Please visit Harry at his page – theunrepentantwanderlust.wordpress.com/
Thank you for the inspiration, HPXF.