Depression- Theme

A human being can survive almost anything as long as she sees the end in sight, 

But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, 

That it's impossible to ever see the end,

It's so difficult to describe depression to someone,

Who's never been there because it's not sadness. 

People think depression is sadness, That it's crying and dressing in black, but people are wrong,

Depression is the constant feeling of being numb,

It's being numb to emotions, being numb to life,

You wake up in the morning just to go back to bed again.  

You don't understand depression,

Until you can't stand your own presence in an empty room,

Having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time,

It's the fear of failure but no urge to be productive,

It's wanting friends but hating to socialize,

It's wanting to be alone but not wanting to be lonely,

It's caring about everything, then caring about nothing,

It's feeling everything at once, then feeling paralyzingly numb. 

If you feel everything intensely, ultimately, you feel nothing at all,

There are wounds that never show on; 

The body that is deeper and more; hurtful than anything that bleeds,

Depression is like a heavy blanket,

It covers all of me, and it's hard to get up, 

But there's comfort in it too,

I know who I am when I'm under it. 

I wanted to talk about it; Damn it; 

I wanted to scream,

I wanted to yell,

I wanted to shout about it,

But all I could do was a whisper, "I'm fine." 

Depression is living in a body that fights to survive, 

With a mind that tries to die,

I think the saddest people always try; their hardest to make people happy; because they know what it's like to; feel absolutely worthless, and they; don't want anyone else to feel like that.