My Depression Is Real
i wrote this for a school project please dont actually be worried.
MY DEPRESSION IS REAL
BY ASIANAE AIKEY
The monster comes to me when I am low.
Hauntingly whispering in my ear.
Bringing alive my worst fears
People said I’d be fine.
But I knew there was no hope.
They didn’t believe me.
The monster was telling me to do it,
Telling me to end my life right here.
I cried out for help,
And everyone played it off as if I was a joke,
And then,
Then I lost all hope
I cry because people judge me
I cry for the fallen tears, the silent surrender of the weak
I cry because the weak one is me
I battle with this feeling of hopelessness everyday
Wishing my pain would go away
My rope is tethering
My foot slips off the chair
My depression takes over
And now I am just hanging there
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