Depression

Depressed


I know of a cold, dark, crooked, hallway,
That always yells out my name.
Each day I open up my eyes,
I see it once again.

It is like a dreaded mystery,
That somehow has got me insane.
This depression it covers me,
And fills my heart with pain.

Behind the door I patiently wait,
My ears I cover from shear fright.
I listen to its transient steps,
Each and every lonely night.

Why does it stay with me all day?
Why doesn’t it just go away?
Is it something that I did?
Or something that I shouldn’t have said?

There is a smile upon my face, but inside I’m filled with fear,
I pretend it isn’t there.
Each time I move my hands from my ears,
Its screams; makes me chill! Does anyone care?

What is this thing all about?
I hope you know, please help me out!
Let me know what should be done
This thing just isn’t fun

So sitting here without one clue
I guess there is only one thing to do
To lay this burdens all aside
And towards Jehovah God make my stride

Written by G.t.W o3-1o-o5 cc



Depression I think it is a big word and it has arms that can take you in close to places where at one time or another you would have said not me! but it is a gripping and sometimes horrifying part of life. The sad thing about depression is that when it comes you are not prepared for the journey it takes you on. I have watched friends of mine go into this segment of there life and it cripples them and some just don't come back from the places that it took them and this life has no flavor for them "sad", But when life deals you cards like this what do you do? Please be careful the way you approach this it can make you go off balance and you can get caught up in Pandora's box.