An Open Letter To My Depression

A Poem by Alexis Joy

Dear depression,

Nice to see you again.
We met years ago,
Ten years old I was.
You started as just the
"Summer blues."

But you were
Oh so much more.

School resumed,
You went away.

Or so I thought.

You kept pushing me,
Begging for attention.
Always in
The back of my mind.

We met again.
Like old friends,
We were never apart.

I cried enough tears
To be named
"The Sad Girl."
It will be okay
You say.
I'm here for you
You say.

With each tear
You sucked me further
Into the grave you dug for me.

You almost killed me
At the innocent age of twelve.
Ethan doesn't love you,
Nobody cares,
They would all be happier without you,
Disappear with me.

If Ethan did not care,
Why did he help me fight you?
Why did he defeat you,
When you were so close
To driving me to death?

I made
Slits in my skin.
You laced them shut
With your lies.
I understand you.

But you left scars.
Scars that will always,
Always
Remind me that you took over my life.

For three years I put up with you.

Crying myself to sleep,
My voice sore and hoarse.
Tired,
Disconnected from loved ones.
Choke me from the inside.
Gladly.

Most of all,
I lost sight of what's important.
No more science,
Just me.
Pay attention!

You wove a web
Of lies
And false aspirations.

I am done with you.
I will break through your web.
Nothing will stop me.

I will defeat you!

Love,
Alexis