Black Dog Watching

A black dog attacked today,
no reason or rhyme,
bad timing to a fragile mind,
this morning started fine,
then unexpectedly clawing a person down,
dragging away fragments of happiness,
replacing a naturally warm face with a frown
gasping for air with a tightened grip,
an eventuality of leaving a host blind.

gnarling sharp teeth,
biting as it chews,
within an analytically sensory brain,
eating it as if a delicious feed,      
sucking out the soul,
a presence of darkness,                          
with no hope left at all,
peering gradually beyond sight
one can often catch a glimpse of it behind,          
lurking on the wall.