sometimes

sometimes...
darkness seems to cloud my mind.
Sometimes...
the depths of despair seem to claw at my heart.
Where they come from...
i do not know,
for the sun is shinning
and the air is clean,
but they creep in like monsters seeking to devour my soul.
Freedom comes with a touch,
a word,
a breath,
a hug.
And it is not sometimes any more
and i see the sun shinning
and breath the clean air.