Dear Depression

Dear Depression,

It will all end

As the clock hands are moving all I'm thinking is when

Because my heart is racing

As though I was pacing

But to be completely honest my thoughts are the reason

As though I have been convicted of treason

It will all end

As I write out how I feel but press delete instead of send

And my hands are so close to the finish line 

And I .....

My depression, 

It will all end

Are the words that I hear 

But at the end of the day you're not the one who feels as though they want to disappear

Because …

Depression, 

It will all end

But deep inside I feel as though ....

It will never end

It will never end because as I lay in my sheets 

Thinking of words to speak

Feeling illiterate and it hits me so deep 

So profound that it scars 

I cannot express

My emotions on how I'm so depressed

It will never end

Because the way my thoughts rise

And I have so much damn pride

I will not confess 

It will never end

As the tears roll down my cheeks 

And thinking of suicide causing me skin streaks

You will not know 

Because depression it will never end

It feels as though I'm 600 kilometers deep 

Sinking into the ocean where nobody seeks

And I drown and I drown and I drown and I drown

To have all of it just repeat 

This .... This feels like it will never end ....

This poem is about: 
Me

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