Depression
One single word that will be my destroyer
Everything around me, everyone around me is happy
I don’t understand how they can be so filled with joy
How all of the sadness seems to melt away with the phrase “Everything will be okay”
The phrase that I have been told over and over again
The phrase that when I hear it I get full of anger and hate
Because I know it will not be okay
The depression inside me will keep clawing its way through my body
Making me just want to scream out in agonizing pain, lashing out at all those people who told me everything will be okay
Because in reality those people do not feel what I feel
The burning in my stomach or the feeling of something tearing its way through my head
The feeling of holding back tears nonstop because you don’t want to appear weak and fragile
Only some people get it
And the phrase everything will be okay is just another white lie
To give escape from the problems we don’t want to face
The single word that tore my life apart is
Depression
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