Sixteen years old when my whole world was rocked.
Depression’s demons got the best of me.
And the door to freeing myself was locked
So in the dark I sat alone, helplessly.
Of course my life had to be put on pause
As only one thing mattered anymore:
Fighting the pain that I knew was the cause
So I could see all that life had in store.
But my state got worse as time ran away
My parents had one option left for me
A new facility in which I’d stay
That to freedom’s locked door may have the key.
That’s when the battle had really begun;
I was terrified to be all alone.
But I know that I couldn’t come undone
For I’d end up there if I cry and moan.
Do I have the courage it takes to go?
And when the program’s done will I be fine?
There is only one way I’ll ever know
And to take back the only life that’s mine.
I then mustered up all the bravery
That at the facility I would need
Current condition so unsavory
That there was only one place I’d succeed.
I knew left there were but a few chances
And that flexibility was a must,
So I’d need to change my stubborn stances
And in parents and professionals trust.
My time there felt so lengthy and trying.
I had never reached a point down that far.
But my head and heart healed and stopped crying.
And I learned that wounds need not leave a scar.
I had never seen strength like that before
From somewhere so deep down inside of me.
I knew I needed more help in my core
And with more help I was finally free.
I gained an understanding of my mind
And knowledge that I’m stronger than I know,
When facing battles of an alike kind
I’ll be able to do what’s best and grow.