Depression and Anxiety

As I sit here I think of my past

I think of all the abuse, how I was hurt, how scars were left behind

I think of all the depression and the anxiety that follows me everywhere I go

If you really feel like it , it’s kinda like your swimming

Before all the pain n stuff come into your life your one of the best swimmers

Nothing could stop you

Now there’s depression, anxiety, name calling, scars and all the hurt running after you

You try and run but for some reason you can’t move

You stand there and try and take it all and being strong

And now your drowning and you keep on drowning 

Farther and farther you go down

You try as hard as you can to swim up but yet your still getting pulled down

There might be that one day

That one day that is actually good

Your actually able to surface 

Just enough to get a breathe of air

You scream and scream for help but no one can hear you, all they do is walk past

Now you have been pulled down for good

The depression and anxiety drown you

There is only one way to escape through it

Not everyone agrees with it

Sometimes things just have to be done

Im sorry but I really need to go