Depression

DEPRESSION

I am depression.

Look for me, you cannot see me -

Only the lives and dreams I have destroyed

Are visible.

Listen for me - you cannot hear me-

Only the cries in the night, the screams of

Frustration are audible.

Reach out for me, you cannot touch me -

But I will beat you until you are numb from

The pain feeling only worthlessness, helplessness

And hopelessness.

I will come without warning and not leave until I have taken

Everything from you - taken all your dreams, your hope, your Confidence, your identity leaving only a shell vulnerable to the slightest touch or storm.

I am a ghost.

How do you fight what you cannot see, hear, touch?

How do you fight what has no remorse, feels no guilt, delights in misery-

How do you rid yourself of an uninvited guest?

I am a parasite.

I feed off the life, dreams, hopes of the unsuspecting leaving pain, darkness, hopelessness in place of the life and soul that once thrived.  I take the laughter, love, faith and leave despair, uncertainty and guilt behind.

I am depression.