Inside of my head is a war.
A war of depression.
That I am constantly battling.
Everyday is hard for me.
Because these thoughts.
Thoughts that I shouldn't live
That I'm better off dead.
Is running freely in my mind.
I am fighting for my life.
Fighting for survival .
But this war of depression is winning.
And this fight was almost over.
If anyone is out there, please come save me.
Save me from this war of depression.
Because my life is a ticking bomb.
That is about to explode.
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs.
But do you even hear me?
Do I need to scream louder?
Or should I just stop fighting
Since my life doesn't matter to you?
If you cared....
You would try to save me.
Instead of standing there
And just watching me die.
I fear that my life was about to end.
That death was about to grip me by the hand
And pull me under.
Not listening to my pleas.
Or my screams of fright.
I couldn't breathe.
Because I'm slowly drowning.
Into the darkness that death has created.
The light of life was fading into the distance.
As death started to take away my existence.
Then I realized.....that I am a FIGHTER.
I cannot give up without a fight.
So, depression watch out.
Because I'm about to win this war.
So, you better back off and go somewhere far.
I resurfaced back to life.
As I began to fight this war of depression.
And I won't stop until I win.