Depression is dark, depression is deep,
Depressions a knife, that cuts your soul real steep.
Once depression, has been part of your mind,
Complete escapism, is hard to find.
It turns you bitter, it turns you cold within,
You dont feel safe, in your own skin.
You learn to feel shame, in the person you are,
You dont love yourself, not by far.
You become afarid, of what comes your way,
Because it might hurt you, or it might not stay.
You dont like the person, the mirror reflects,
Even yourself, you begin to neglect.
I know from experience, there is a way out,
But depression stays with you, thats no doubt.
It will always niggle, at the back of your mind,
Self control, of thoughts you have to find.
You have to enjoy the good and accept the bad,
Try to concentrate, on the good things you have had.
There is a way out, of the darkness you are in,
Starting to rediscover yourself, is where you begin.
Go for what, feels right to you,
Find positive perspective, in all you go through.
Open your heart, your soul and your mind,
Then escapism from your depression, you will find.