I could hear it tapping at my door.
I knew why it came here,
I knew who it was looking for.

Its presence was heavy,
memories devoured me,
I saw the one who tapped at my door-
wanting what it took,
now looking for more.
I was the one it came here for.

Darkness returned me.
It found what it came for.
Then it left, shutting my door.

My head felt heavy
My darkness got loud.
I felt so alone.
I felt all I’m not right now.

I could leave through that door
to a world of no more.
Thoughts became darker-
how long have I been staring at this door?

I feel it lurking at my door.
I hear it tapping…
Tapping on my fucking door.

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When Depression sticks around to play.