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After Overcoming Depression
Depression has plagued me for twelve years
Love joined in after the first five years
They had played with my emotions and scrambled my brain
No mercy was shown, no rest was taken, just ongoing, relentless pain.
I had to muster all the courage and strength I had to fight back
Which was just enough to fend off their attacks
This was not a battle, it was a war
A war I fought alone because everyone else said I was done for.
I struggled with anxiety and paranoia
Constant mood swings and sometimes anorexia
I lived with heavy feelings of sadness and hopelessness
Because Happiness and Joy had me dismissed.
When Love died and Depression retreated
I look inside myself and saw I was truly defeated
The poison of Love and destruction of Depression
Had completely killed me as a person.
No longer do I feel happy
Nor do I feel angry
I’m never joyful
And I can’t be hopeful.
Depression no longer affects me
But I sacrificed so much, I am now empty
The mere shell of a person
Trapped in a vacant prison.
I would call out for help
Since now someone will hear my yelp
Leave me alone, you can’t hate me and change your mind later
It’s too late for me, I am forever trapped in my hollow, sedate nature.
My dear reader, let this be a warning for you
Listen closely, this entire poem is true
When you fight a losing battle, do not sacrifice everything
Because when you do, you end up losing everything
And become nothing.
Love joined in after the first five years
They had played with my emotions and scrambled my brain
No mercy was shown, no rest was taken, just ongoing, relentless pain.
I had to muster all the courage and strength I had to fight back
Which was just enough to fend off their attacks
This was not a battle, it was a war
A war I fought alone because everyone else said I was done for.
I struggled with anxiety and paranoia
Constant mood swings and sometimes anorexia
I lived with heavy feelings of sadness and hopelessness
Because Happiness and Joy had me dismissed.
When Love died and Depression retreated
I look inside myself and saw I was truly defeated
The poison of Love and destruction of Depression
Had completely killed me as a person.
No longer do I feel happy
Nor do I feel angry
I’m never joyful
And I can’t be hopeful.
Depression no longer affects me
But I sacrificed so much, I am now empty
The mere shell of a person
Trapped in a vacant prison.
I would call out for help
Since now someone will hear my yelp
Leave me alone, you can’t hate me and change your mind later
It’s too late for me, I am forever trapped in my hollow, sedate nature.
My dear reader, let this be a warning for you
Listen closely, this entire poem is true
When you fight a losing battle, do not sacrifice everything
Because when you do, you end up losing everything
And become nothing.
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