cold as ice that gathers on winter’s stone,
thick like the rain on a cloud covered day,
black as the night,
without any moon or stars,
slowly,
draining my life away.
iron on iron, she threatens my sanity,
hauntingly,
mocking me,
calling my name.
she has no friends, but only knows enemies.
depression will enter,
but never escape.

like the loud noise that shatters the solitude,
strong like the current, that leads ships astray,
she blows though my being,
forcefully,
violently,
silently,
taking my breath away.
like the damp that reaches the shallow grave,
so her presence can make me afraid.
she has no friends, but only knows enemies.
depression will enter,
but never escape.

like the black widow, she drains all my energy.
leaving me paralyzed, to face the day.
without regard to caring or sympathy,
she quickly comes and takes me away.
sharp as the knife that cuts through a precious stone,
swift like the lightning,
that pierces the sky.
she has no friends, but only knows enemies.
depression will enter,
but never escape.