A Touch of Wonder

Depression

I am so, so terribly sorry.

That this sickness, this emotion is coursing through your body,

Running through your veins,

Tainting your eyes to see the dullest of colors.

But I am here, love.

Here to comfort you in your darkest times.

Here to embrace you when your mind is heavily clouded.

Here to kiss away your fears and regrets.

This sickness that pollutes your happiness,

Is like a cobra coiled around its prey.

Unable to let go, for it will starve if it loses you.

How twisted is it to think that depression is lonely?

How it finds its victims and doesn't let go?

Afraid of being alone, rejected, isolated.

But darling, I promise you.

I swear on your sweet, broken heart,

That there are brighter days ahead.

That once you make it through the storms,

The rain,

The thunder,

The lightning,

There is a rainbow waiting for you.

At the end of the fearsome nightmare,

There are calm waters,

Happy clouds,

And my arms.

Waiting to hug you,

To mend you,

To save you,

To love you.

I am here.