Depression is like quicksand.
The more you fight,
the more it traps you in.-
Depression is like being of a home deep inside–
Dilapidated and ramshackle,
Which used to be a fantasy that bided:
With love imbued and chortle sugarcoated.
It's like finding songbird of liberty dead–
Gashed and hacked,
Which once soared into various lands warbling,
Seeing its purpose being fulfilled.
It's like the soul flittering n' clattering,
To be set free out of the cobwebby four walls,
To let it whirl n' twirl,
In the condition free world.-
Depression is like that bitchy ex from whom you have moved away to make your life better but then comes back to prove his/her loyalty the moment you get yourself together, only to make your life worse than it was before.
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Depression does not always mean
Beautiful girls shattering at the wrists
A glorified ,heroic battle at your sanity
Or mothers that never get a chance to say good bye
Sometimes depression is like
Not getting out of bed for three days
When your feet refuse to believe
That they will not shatter upon impact with the floor
Sometimes depression is like
Not being able to write for weeks
Drifting away from solace
Because the only words you have to offer to the world
Are trapped and drowning ,and I swear to god I am trying . . .-
Depression is often hidden under a smile,
To come into notice it may take a while.
Depression is not knowing what to do next,
Depression is being utterly Clueless.
Depression is sitting in a corner, staring at the walls,
Depression is when your life completely comes to a halt.
Depression is the dark shadow that engulfs you,
Depression is the slow poison that kills you.
Depression is living a life with no purpose and will,
Depression is largely underestimated still.
Depression is wanting to scream out your sorrows and rage,
Depression can hit any person, any age.
Depression is insomnia with the horrors of past and future,
Depression is not a mental illness, its a mental torture.
Depression is self pity, self scorn and self criticism,
Depression is like living inside a mental prison.
Depression if not treated can follow you till your last breath,
Depression is surely not to be ignored,
Depression is a slow death.-