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My Depression
All started in sixth grade
A young boy with a lot of hate
His existence starting to fade
And everyday he felt checkmate
No one to go to
Father, Mother or Brother
As time goes
The more he suffered
His brown eyes guise
Experience agonizing looks
Under thick scarlet cries
Part of him is what they took
Crowded with caustic words
Bullied with emotional nouns
Can he just be heard
Without being put down
Day by day with his mind
Thought all was fine
My, he was so blind
Covered in red lines
In the mirror
Dark themed
Once cleared
He screamed
They can't understand
Why he cried aloud
Unable to withstand
The demons he shroud
"Eat your food"
His mother said
But his mind and appetite are so screwed
He can't even touch the bread
Inside his stomach
It quench
All so sudden
It clench
This feeling, this feeling well known
Stabbed with a dagger so dull
All he can do is groan
While the pain never null
Is there a God?
Why must he be so cruel
Is he just a fraud?
Or a fool
A pinch in his heart
Like ivory thorns
Tearing him apart
A demon with horns
Understand now what depression Is?
Is this life even his?
Some days you feel fine
Some day you can't even get out of bed
There are no clear signs
Because it's all in your head
At time it's easy to eat, sleep and wake
Go outside and look up at the sky
It's so nice to take a break
But then it comes to terrify
No warning like a storms crash
From his dream he woke
Hit him like a lightning flash
That's when the clear sky broke
Lonliness
Like a gaping black hole
Complete darkness
A vessel with no soul
Middle of night
He stands
Follow the light
His depression expands
He draws his breath
As he held an eight inch steel
In the presence of death
He was ready to kneel
Feeling numb
Losing all perception
Trying to overcome
A complete deception
That ladies and gentlemen
Is my depression.
