Depression
There is one thing that controls us all,
Whether we know it or not.
It has more power than anything or anyone.
It is Depression.
Depression, sadness, emo, a disorder,
Whatever named we have given it,
We still willingly let it make our decisions for us.
Depression is the biggest bully there is,
It tells us when we are sad,
It tells us when we need to harm ourselves,
It even decides when we need to take our own lives.
I have let it control my life.
I can’t forget about the times,
When it told me that harming myself would make the pain go away,
Now I have scars,
And the pain came back.
I used to hide them ashamed of what I did,
But now I don’t.
I know now that many people have fought the same fight,
Against themselves,
And that they aren’t just scars,
They are battle scars.
One day there will be a world where Depression is no longer the bully.
That can’t happen until we can stop acting like it’s not there,
Or that it can just be fixed with a pill or medication.
Once we start acting like it’s,
Not a problem,
But an obstacle can that happen.
