Depression is a monster
That destroys both heart and soul.
It tortures without mercy
And consumes its victim whole.
It cripples and disables,
Making life too hard to cope.
It can make each day a nightmare
And leave a person without hope.
Some people feel this sadness
From the time that they are young,
And believe that they are different
And can't be loved by anyone.
It's molded by parents who are
Too depressed to care
For that child they're supposed to love,
Instead forgery is all they fare.
Depression can be nurtured
Through violence and neglect
And fists used only to degrade
And words used to reject.
It's hidden in those bullies
Who torture and demean,
Who use their words like weapons
To destroy all self-esteem.
It's fueled by such substances,
That were meant to help escape.
But to listen to whom and follow where,
An unbearable heartache, confusion everywhere.
It can cause someone to just give up,
To lose all strength to fight.
It can annihilate one's very soul
And make them take their life, so unfair.
Yes, Depression is a vulture
That will make even the Alive its prey.
There is no one who deserves it,
And there is no one to blame.
We don't need to make a judgment,
But we need to be aware
That those who suffer through this pain
Just need the world to care.
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