The Demon of Depression

by Caitlin Johnson   Aug 4, 2013


No one understands or knows our pain, why do we feel like this again?
We toss and turn, we can't sleep at night, we always think of giving up the fight.
Yes, the demon of depression is certainly back, it makes us helplessly steer off track.
We say and do things we don't mean at all, sometimes we feel good but most times we fall.
That's what feeling this way does, we always end up thinking 'why is it us?'
But we'd never wish it upon anybody else, because depression is well and truly hell.
This black cloud lingers above our head, we lie at night wishing we were dead.
Lonely, scared and worthless too, negative things we think are true.
Because depression feeds on our hopeless thoughts, it wraps us up until we are caught,
among the hell we call our life, it sometimes makes us reach for the knife.
So we can feel a release of pain, it's the only thing that keeps us sane.
It makes us feel we're in control, makes us feel like we are whole.
Other people think that we are mad, but they don't know that we're just sad.
Until the day we start to grow stronger, we find our happiness is lasting longer.
All we need is a little glimpse of hope, that will help make realise we can cope.
Depression is an illness people don't understand, so lets get together and make a plan,
We need to make people more aware, so they can support us and just be there,
To help us through our darkest days, as depression effects people in many ways.
Young or old, boy or girl, anyone can be subject to this hell.
So please help us get this message through;
We're normal people just like you.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Alan

    Sums up how my life is

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