Depression is oppression,

It’s a lethal esoteric message.

Established by self-hate,

It seals its prisoner’s fate.

It holds you confined and casts out the key,

It stabs and jabs just to see you bleed,

Inflicting wounds that scar for life.

Consumption is its mother and death its wife.

You can scream but it will always neglect your cries.

It coerces your soul and haunts your dreams,

It grants you false hope through a bottle or pill,

and slaughters your goals to enforce its will.

You can’t run, nor can you hide,

By its rules, you shall abide,

Until it celebrates that you have died.

Open your eyes or you will be its prey,

It will blur your vision in the most twisted way.

It will seek your mind and call for your end--

You will awake and wait

Alone.

But never rest in your bed

Peace will come to those who want peace

But as long as you feed it, you shall see the beast.

You can’t escape, nor can you deceive,

But if you vanquish the beast, you will survive.

Light and hope can lead the way,

Cling on to every word you breathe

Hope is in truth

Hate is in lies

Fight for your soul and open your eyes.