we all live the Same hell
with different devils
fighting all the Same battles
just different levels
abuse in different ways
living with depression
just different days
Each of us dealing with it
In different ways
Some put on a smile
and say they are okay
Others put it deep down till the demons surround them with out a sound
Many avoid it at all costs
Walking down the street looking lost
But we all suffer
Failing to breathe
As if we are drowning
Screaming for help
but there is no sound
Trying to come up for air
But fail to say
That we are not okay
Take off your masque
Just for one day
Scream for help
Let them know that you are not okay
YOU ARE READING
Stay strong
PoetryWhat dose it mean to be strong What dose it mean to be clean How does it feel to be numb Are you depressed?
