Depression?

You feel bundled up inside,
With no one to go to.
You swallow all of your pride,
And don't know what to do.

You keep inside all your fears,
It covers you from head to toe.
Inside your happiness from over the years,
Has seem to just fade away and go.

No one sees the tears you cry,
No one hears the words you shout,
No one sees your watery eyes,
No one knows whats it about.

Behind your smile they would never see,
Your face hides it all.
So they think your as happy as can be,
But they don't know your dieing soul.

This thing is like a deadly drug,
Its bringing all the pain,
It longs for you, all it needs is a hug,
To drive you completely insane.

Theres so much ways to end your strife,
To give yourself some relief.
You find out that the needle and the knife,
Doesn't hurt while shaking in disbelief.

You decide to start with the knife,
You gaze at the blood sliding down your arm.
Glad that this didn't cause any grief,
Hoping the needle is also no need for alarm.

The tears stream down your face,
As the needle goes deeper into your skin.
So you wish this pain you could erase,
But this pain is deep within.

You spend the day waiting,
For when your all alone,
Your tired of anticipating,
Of not letting your cries known.

This is your stalker its always there,
It's name is depression,
It's with you all the time and everywhere,
You are its obsession.

I wrote this for art, i did a triptyc on depression,,,PLZ COMMENT N VOTE, ILL DO THE SAME FOR YOU AS ALWAYS!