Depression

Depression is like a black void,
nothing in there,
and no way out.

Depression is Like a Knife,
The Sudden scare,
But the happy-Ness of it all.

Depression is Like a flooded River,
Fast and Quick,
And Grey Like Our Lives.

And Depression is Like Love,
The Love of Life,
But No will to Survive.

So Depression is like all these.
The Dark Void When our Die,
The Knife When You Slice you arm
and the river When you jump,
But Worst of all It's Like Love...
...Because Love Is the cause Of Depression is Most of our hearts.

*yes This one is true, and i would appreciate it if Y'all would stop Messaging me asking me why I'm Writing these things when they don't happen to me OK i have a few words!

Depression
Hopeless-Ness
No Self-esteem
and other Fun Crap