Depression

Depression
You have tortured me far to long
This is my letter to you
On how I will stay strong

You can take my dreams away
But hope I will redeem
You can fill me with hateful thoughts
So the louder I will scream

You can limit my chances
But I will always have a choice
You can hushen my words
But I will always have a voice

You can cover my eyes
But I still have my sense of feel
You can take away my mind
But my soul you cannot steal

You can make me cry a river
And leave my with sleepless nights
You can try and take away my life
But I will not give up the fight

You can leave me with regretful memories
That will stay with me forever
But I will never give up
Until I get better

You can cut my skin
But they will only be reminders
Of what I am
I am a fighter

You can deepen the cuts in my heart
But the stronger my dignity
You can try to weaken my body
Then the stronger my immorality

You can stay with me forever
Until my dying year
But I will always stay strong
I will always fight my fears

Depression
You have tortured me far to long
This is my letter to you
On how I will stay strong

Copyright by Elizabeth Wilson