Depression

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The darkness is seeping in,

Maybe I should let it win,

Because maybe if I end my life tonight,

People will learn about my fight,

I desperately tried to defeat it alone,

But depressions a dog and anxiety's its bone,

Sometimes I dont want to get out of bed,

Because of the words I hear in my head,

I hear that I'll never be good enough,

That life in the real world is tough,

I convince everyone that Im okay,

But its incredibly hard to keep these thoughts at bay,

Because honestly at the end of the day,

Who would say,

That they cry their eyes out,

And shout,

At the demons that fill their mind,

Only if I could find,

A saving grace,

A happy place,

Where nothing is bad,

And nothing is sad,

A place where I can be me,

And see,

Through the eyes of happiness once more.

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