The Introvert Diaries

Depression is like a con artist,

always wearing a new face.

It's a darkness that tries to swallow you whole,

as you desperately scratch and claw to escape.

It's a loneliness that no amount of company can dissipate.

It's the emptiness inside you that feels like there's no end.

It's the self-hatred you feel making you wish you were dead.

It's the worthlessness you feel deep within.

It's the scars left from your darkest sins.

It's a disease the seeps deep within.

It's the video playing on repeat in your head,

making you relive your traumas again and again.

Depression is the monster watching you from under your bed.

It's the invisible creatures you feel crawling in your head.

It's the poem you write when you're trying to cope.

It's the darkness you hide in when you feel you have lost all hope.

It's the pain in your heart you feel dissolving you from within.

It's the breathlessness you feel when you retreat

to that darkness surrounding you again.

It's the monster inside that makes you hurt everyone you love.

It's the sadness you feel swallowing up your soul.

It's the blindfold that covers your eyes

as you blindly waste your life away.

It's the fear rooted deep within,

keeping you from finding happiness again.

Depression is a stormy sea with waves crashing down,

always taking you under.

Every time you make it back to the surface it drags you back in.

You sink deeper each time until you remain stuck drowning in the pain,

it flows through you and washes all around you.

Tainting your once snow white soul,

turning black as the darkness starts to take hold.

Your self-confidence rots away like dying wood.

Until you are nothing,

used and broken never to feel whole again.

It eats you up as it slowly tortures you.

It tears you apart as it quietly consumes you.

No one else knows of the hell it creates in your head.

No one else hears the screaming voices

telling you the world would be better off if you were dead.

After years go by and your strength is finally broken,

you lose your will to fight back and survive until you win.

You slowly begin to disappear and fade

as the depression sets in and steals your life away.