William Styron, Darkness Visible:quote

'The gray drizzle of horror induced by depression takes on the quality of physical pain. But it is not an immediately identifiable pain, like that of a broken limb. It may be more accurate to say that despair, owing to some evil trick played upon the sick brain by the inhabiting psyche, comes to resemble the diabolical discomfort of being imprisoned in a fiercely overheated room. And because no breeze stirs this caldron, because there is no escape from this smothering confinement, it is entirely natural that the victim begins to think ceaselessly of oblivion.'

it does't talk but it is nice anyway

Palma...

when night falls truth comes too near

   now i am as sad as when i had been a very young man,

   though now this sadness is thicker and heavier by too much

   experience of loss. 

   it is not without a way out, maybe.

   but yes, i am in a deep well, and i cannot say that i should welcome

   a visitor. in my drowning and fear i may grab her and pull her down

   and under. she would have to hold me ever so lightly and

   show me that she is prepared to stay with me

   quietly until i find the courage to climb out by myself.

   yes, i had a dream, i waded out in flat warm water, a lonely beach,

   and far out with fishes around my legs i shot my head off. 

   but no, i am not yet there.

   still, i can wait, rest, recover, then climb.

   or jump, up.

   with the night truth arrived in all its cruel clearness, with its salty taste of tears

   and blinding bitterness.

   it came with its own beauty, blackness falling softly like snowflakes,

   and now i will have to wait for the morning, my

   morning, when i can shine my lost light through the clouds.