Dear Evil Depression

You are evil.
You are the one.
The one that brings me to my knees.
You have stuck in a tree.
You'll never let me be free.
Never allow me just to be me.

You are my enemy.
You are my master.
You controll my every move.
I wish that I could give you the shove.

Depression you'll never be my friend.
Becuase I hate you.
All you do is allow me to hurt.
You make me hurt to.
You have me trapped in a vice.

You prey on my weakness.
You come in the dark of the night.
You are there at the day.

Maybe one day I'll break free

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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