Is it odd that I wish to communicate with my depression.
It will never conquer me as I have a full understanding.
In late I haven't really felt the pressure of its presence.
I face and repress it, though it stays as if an obsession.
I understand it will not fade but I will never accept it.
Yet still it's part of who I am so I will never neglect it.
So every day it's mandatory for the feelings I've dealt with.
They arise with the ties of me feeling abandoned.
Neglected, rejected, failing, used, disrespected.
All the times I forgave when I should have just left it.
Or the times that I've tried and my efforts were wasted.
Even with the momentary dejection now I'm feeling outstanding.
Confidence in abundance, Spirited no reluctance.
Powered by the feeling that I can no longer be damaged.
That's with my emotion active now I care for my family.
My friends, myself, now the good doesn't scare me.
I turned my pain into a force that would stop me from failing.
I would no longer accept false, my life only prevailing.
I had to stop looking to my demons in hopes of repairing.
But ailing as my fear was creating my railing
It took a true understanding of self to appreciate being me.
Understanding that my depression should never decide anything.
