Ode to my depression
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When we fall so low that it is hard to breathe
When we crash so deeply that only despair and pain remain
When we cannot see the door or the way out because we have our eyes closed and there is darkness all around
When we get lost in ourselves, our wounds and never ending sorrow
This is when we need you most
A helping hand, a hug, a loving word
Someone just sitting with us, holding us while we are wallowing through our darkest depths
When we feel like we want to scream because the world is collapsing all around us and there is nowhere to go
When we believe we cannot walk any further
When the only option left seems giving up
When the whole of everything collapses and we spin into the dark, sucked into the vortex taking us lower and lower
When we sense we are drowning amidst the sunlight
When we are stuck in purest isolation amidst masses of people
When we are locked behind thick walls where no one or nothing can reach us
This is where my depression resides
