Depression


Depression is a war
A battle against yourself,
Every thought is a bullet.
Every movement Is a punch.
Every word is a stab in the heart.
Depression is a theif,
It steals everything you once had,
Everything left behind is what keeps you trapped.
Depression is a murderer,
It killed the girl I used to be.
I look in the mirror
And see this THING
Depression is a zombie,your alive but dead
Your unaware of what's happening
You're the walking dead
Depression is a nightmare
You wake up into a hell
Your afraid of living
Everything seems impossible to bare
Depression is an ocean a sea of emotions
Your drowning everyday
However you have never saved
Depression is a bottomless pit
Never ending pain, never ending struggling
There is no light
There is no escape
Depression is a war a constant battle within yourself
I think I might surrender, for I think I have had enough
Depression is a war, you either win or die trying
And im afraid to say, I'm losing

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