I won

This monster got hold of me,
Just two years ago,
I felt it there eating my dreams,
But I didn’t let it show.

I felt my heart crash through the floor,
And saw my hope taken away.
The pieces of my life broken,
My happiness was astray.

I watched my self fall deeper and deeper,
Into the grief and sorrow,
I felt my body becoming empty,
I could not see tomorrow.

I felt a blade skim my wrist,
And take a layer of my skin,
I saw the blood as it ran out,
I watched my goals run thin.

Then one day I got out of bed,
I found myself security
I found some sweet minded people,
Trying to look after me.

I felt hope, my dreams rushed back,
My heart felt right in place,
But it only took her 5 minutes,
To get the happiness off my face.

She dug me a grave, 6 feet down,
She cut up all of my skin,
I started crying, bleeding in pain
She decided to push me straight in.

I died that day, my hope and heart,
She forced me to just surrender,
To the depression that once took my worth.
To the heartache I’ll always remember.

So from then on I was an empty body,
Inside was dead, outside the same,
Locked into the treacherous battle,
Her quiet but threatening game.

Even after she walked away,
I could not be revived,
I could still feel her pain inside me
I had not survived.

But then awhile later,
About five months after she had gone,
I looked into a mirror
And saw that my skin was no longer torn.

I looked into myself,
And saw my heart had reconnected,
My hopes and dreams and goals were there,
They had just been neglected.

I looked outside my window,
Saw a bright sun and then cried,
I realized that I was alive,
Because my depression had died.

I felt so much power,
Thinking about what I had done,
I went against a monster,
And in the end, I won!