Depression

Trapped in darkness,

Like a tiny box closing in, choking us.

They call it nothing,

But we few sufferers call it depression.

A black gaping hole in our lives.

Thoughts run through our minds;

'I'm a failure, I'm worthless.'

We feel like we're being left behind.

Invisible to everyone.

Our worlds are just so bleak,

We believe every word they say;

'You're pathetic, unwanted.'

We must be that way.

We have no one to turn to,

Our 'friends' have all gone.

They didn't have a clue,

Couldn't understand what was wrong.

We slit our wrists, want to die,

Through our veins runs despair.

Ashamed, it's all our fault.

To us life just isn't fair.

Sat in a corner with tears in our eyes,

There's no help, we’re on our own.

Force a smile so they don't realise.

We just can't cope anymore,

Trapped in darkness.