Depression, The Untold Truth
Depression, The Untold Truth
(This ode was written based on what I experienced in life and what other people I know have experienced, depression affects everyone in different ways, and affects those in ways they do not understand themselves )
The world fades, a whispering ghost,
Your four walls now matter the most.
Darkness knocks, a friend in disguise,
A beast within, with hollowed eyes.
How did it start? A wound, unseen
Trauma, childhood, places we've been.
Did I miss the signs, the silent plea?
I pushed away all close to me.
I am tired, empty, lost in despair,
A heavy weight too much to bear.
Some call it clinical, bipolar, or worse,
A shadowed soul trapped in its curse.
A rollercoaster, wild and steep,
One day I soar, the next I sink deep
The front door handle, a fear untold,
The outside world too harsh, too bold.
Sweat drips, my pulse takes flight,
Every face an enemy in sight.
Racing home, my only shield,
A place where I can simply yield.
Curled in a ball, I shut it all down,
Social silence, a self-made crown.
Illusions whisper, fear takes hold,
Self-sabotage, a story retold.
Surely it’s not me, no, not I,
But the beast within, that longs to cry.
To end it all? The thought appears,
Yet love still lingers through the tears.
A pet, a soul, with piercing eyes so true,
Unconditional love pulling me through.
A reason to rise, to fight, to stay,
A flicker of hope to light my way.
A keyboard warrior, my words take flight,
Virtual friends born in the night.
One in seven suffer, so they say,
Yet loneliness grips me every day.
Treatment, support, a hand to hold,
But the outside world is cruel and cold.
Breaking the barriers, one breath at a time,
Two steps forward, a mountain to climb.
With a furry embrace, the world starts to bend,
Darkness retreats, though scars won’t mend.
Piles of unopened mail I cannot face,
Yet hope still whispers in this place.
Music is the gateway to my soul,
A melody mending what darkness stole.
It lifts my mood, ignites my mind,
Lost in the beat, peace I find.
Stay strong, take steps, no matter how small,
For even in darkness, we rise when we fall.
Life returns, the light shines through,
This is Depression, The Untold Truth.
