Victim

He’s like a pain in the behind

Locked in chains I can’t break free

His words are pushed into my mind

He is so close to killing me

Trapped like I’m in jail

I can’t see light

Not letting me bail

He keeps me up at night

Now nothing is comfortable- not even a bed

I don’t eat and no one comes to see me

My head hurts and my eyes are red

I try to escape looking for the key

He comes then, his mouth open

I barely hear him- his voice is low

“My name is depression”

He said; his voice echoed