Depression

I fall into this deep black hole every time

I hear your voice or see your face

I hear this voice inside me telling me

Not to be sad

But it’s hard

Every time

I hear, see, feel or even touch or taste

Something that reminds me of you

I run back to the deep Depression that just goes deeper

That won’t go away

The worst thing about this Depression

Is that I’ve never really gotten over that hump in the road

If I would I may not fall as hard

But every time I try something comes along

And reminds me of you

It takes me back to that Depression

It leaves bruises every time I fall

The depression drives me mad

And I hurt every single day

It pains me to say but the Depression

I can no longer bear it hurts too much

Like a stabbing with no healing

I don't think I will hurt no more

It just rather stings