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It's like I'm screaming
But my voice is on mute
It's like an asthma attack
I'm in an endless weeze
I'm waving my arms around for help
But it just makes it harder to breathe
It's like I'm standing 
On the edge of a cliff
One foot dangling down
One more step
And I shall drown
It's like getting run over by a car
Blood spurts and stains the streets
Cars keep passing by
No one gets out of their vehicle
No one even beeps
It's like a razor blade slicing,
Tearing through my veins
They see my scars
But instead of understanding
They call me insane
It's like living in a pitch, black, darkness
When I get a glimpse of the sun
I feel so undeserving
I can't help but run
It's like being in a twister
Help!
I wanna get down
But I'm a 'sister'
In my community
I'll never be validated
Until my body is found
I fight and fight
The beasts in my brain
No choice but to suffer silently
Or I'll be labeled 'insane'
Lots of us cry
But in various ways
My poison of choice
Was the razor blade
I sliced and shredded
But I was still in pain
Being depressed
I'm cornered by dark thoughts
Emotions confined in my head
I can no longer fight alone
Rather than be imprisoned
I'm better off dead
When someone asks me why I'm depressed
The answer isn't always clear
Some of the best days of my life
Sometimes include the dark cloud looming near
Depression is a battle
Fought by God's most powerful soldiers
Depression
Is my life's biggest boulder
Lingering over me
I'm not sure it'll ever go away
It's a daily combat convincing myself
That I'll be okay

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