Series Of Poems And Free-Write

Depression

I thought you were gone. I thought I finally got rid of you, but I guess I was wrong. I was doing so well fighting to get myself together, but of course you dont want that. You dont want me to smile, to feel comfortable, to feel relaxed. You just want to suffocate me. I dont want the paranoia to come back, or the constant pain in my chest. I dont want restless nights, or continuous fights in my head. I really thought it was time for me to be happy. I shouldn't have let myself get carried away in such a fantasy. There is no point in fighting to keep you away, it will only exhaust me. So welcome back, my dear friend.