She chases you until you're out of breath.

Kicks you when you're down.Sinks her teeth into you when you're under her spell.Seduces you.Becomes the air in your lungs.Takes your harmless thoughts and turns them rotten.Takes your hand,only to drag you down.Holds you close,only to stab you in the back.Adores you when you're writhing in your own self-loathing,despises you when you try to brush it off and make it better.She's your greatest enemy,She's your oldest friend. She's the damsel named depression.