Dear Depression

Dear depression, You laid with me into the late hours of the night Filled my mind with toxic thoughts, right until the sunlight You sharply caressed both wrists, leaving your mark Felt as though all that was left was the dark You manipulated my mind to think everyone will leave That all I'd be left with was you, was that what you wanted to achieve? You were there when my enemies stripped me from my innocence Left me with your presence and was trapped ever since You got jealous of my friends and those close to me Saying "How could they love you? You know how absurd that would be?" At the hands of a ghost you threw words at me shaped like rocks Suffocating me in as if I had installed locks. You made me swallow pills so that sleep could swallow me In hopes that my bed would swallow my sadness as if that were the key Dear depression, Our first few days were really quite okay You'd hold me captive in my room right until the very next day Others had told me that it was just a phase That everything would be okay, as it usually was anyway But you become malicious. Wicked. Venomous Like a parasite feasting off my happiness You built prison bars out of the very walls of my room Concealed the light with thoughts of an unspeakable doom You made a home beneath my skin, constructed my lungs and invaded my mind Allowed yourself in filled me with misery, torment and all pain combined Dear depression, I beg you. Please please give me a break, haven't you defeated me enough already? You've weakened my strength and tossed me in a state of being terribly unsteady You forced me to exist but prevented me to live Yet a view outside my window was all that you could give Dear depression, I'm getting really sick of having you around Being trapped between four walls and most days; even bed bound Today is the day where it will be me who defeats you Mark my words, today will be the day of that mighty breath through Your attempts to rid me from this world, to have me say my final goodbyes "Oh but you're better off dead" Come on depression, you don't really think I'd believe those lies? Dear depression, Your services are no longer required You've stuck around long enough, aren't you getting tired? Time to move on and let me be I've got so much in store, you just wait and see Depression, you have finally been dismissed But don't hold your breath, you won't be missed.