Dear Depression
Dear Depression
For years you've dissuaded me from things I need to do
You convinced me to cope with slits down my wrists
Popping pills hoping for peace
Scars show our years of fighting
And I hate you
Between the happy pills and dissociation I lost my childhood
Ruining my relationships
Old and new
Before they got to know me
Or after they saw you
I can’t stand you and I wish you would vanish
But sadly I’m stuck with you
Sadly you won’t leave
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