Depression

A dark abyss to nowhere

An endless tunnel

A constant fight to live

Choosing the way you die

It eats at your body

It eats at your mind

It eats at your soul

You slice your arm

Your leg

Anywhere that cannot be seen

Just to make pain go away for a moment

Just for a second

A second of peace

Voices tell me I'm unwanted

I shouldn't be alive

I need to die

A constant echo in my mind

Eroded it away

Eventually tearing into me

And I try to do as it says

A war has arisen between me and my mind

In the end there is a winner

If you lost the fight, your family will struggle.

If you won the fight, you chose the right way.

Depression takes your life one way or another

In the end or in the beginning know you are worth something even if it doesn’t seem like it in the beginning.

My war is still at battle and I do not plan on forfeiting.