Dear Depression

Overcoming! Free expression of my dark secret.

Dear depression,

You laid with me into the late hours of the night

Filled my mind with toxic thoughts, right until the sunlight

You sharply caressed both wrists, leaving your mark

Felt as though all that was left was the dark

You manipulated my mind to think everyone will leave

That all I'd be left with was you, was that what you wanted to achieve?

You were there when my enemies stripped me from my innocence

Left me with your presence and was trapped ever since

You got jealous of my friends and those close to me

Saying "How could they love you? You know how absurd that would be?"

At the hands of a ghost you threw words at me shaped like rocks

Suffocating me in as if I had installed locks.

You made me swallow pills so that sleep could swallow me

In hopes that my bed would swallow my sadness as if that were the key

Dear depression,

Our first few days were really quite okay

You'd hold me captive in my room right until the very next day

Others had told me that it was just a phase

That everything would be okay, as it usually was anyway

But you become malicious. Wicked. Venomous

Like a parasite feasting off my happiness

You built prison bars out of the very walls of my room

Concealed the light with thoughts of an unspeakable doom

You made a home beneath my skin, constructed my lungs and invaded my mind

Allowed yourself in filled me with misery, torment and all pain combined

Dear depression,

I beg you. Please please give me a break, haven't you defeated me enough already?

You've weakened my strength and tossed me in a state of being terribly unsteady

You forced me to exist but prevented me to live

Yet a view outside my window was all that you could give

Dear depression,

I'm getting really sick of having you around

Being trapped between four walls and most days; even bed bound

Today is the day where it will be me who defeats you

Mark my words, today will be the day of that mighty breath through

Your attempts to rid me from this world, to have me say my final goodbyes

"Oh but you're better off dead" Come on depression, you don't really think I'd believe those lies?

Dear depression,

Your services are no longer required

You've stuck around long enough, aren't you getting tired?

Time to move on and let me be

I've got so much in store, you just wait and see

Depression, you have finally been dismissed

But don't hold your breath, you won't be missed.

Author's Note

Be nice :)