My heart is heavy today, I sighed

Depression is attacking my heart, my soul, my mind.

I try so hard not to care,

But all I feel is bottomless despair.

I catch my breath I breathe, one... two... three....

But I am not free.

I look for reasons to be happy. 

I know I should be, happiness is not lacking.

But even the happy moments only last so long...

Before I know it they are far gone.

Slowly then faster I fall in deeper.

Depression is a monster, a big dream eater.

I battle it constantly. 

I keep it away.

But sometimes it gets me.

And on that day...

On that day I sit here. 

I feel so alone.

I crawl inside myself,

To a small corner and I moan.

I wait for some sunshine.

But there is nothing but gray.

It all feels hopeless.

I want it to go away.

The hurting must stop.

The aching must end.

I gather up courage and I strike at it again.

The battle resumes.

This time it's round two.

The fighting lasts a long while.

Hours turn into days.

I am losing this war, depression is winning. 

But then it all changes.

Something rides in on a glowing white steed

It rides in, in the form of a seed.

A seed of hope brought by a hand.

This hand is held out for me to grasp.

I grasp on tight, and now we are two.

Together we battle this ugly dark matter.

Together we win!

We cheer and shout.

depression has been shattered!

I am happy again. 

At least for now...

For there is always that monster lurking, turning about with a big ugly grin,

And soon it will strike and drag me back in.