From oppression comes light

Depression is oppression , it’s a deadly hidden weapon defined by self hate.

It seals it’s prisoners fate, it holds you captive and throws away the key.

It stabs and jabs just to see you bleed, inflicting wounds that scar for life, destruction is it’s mother and death it’s wife.

You can cry but it will always ignore your screams, it terrorises your soul and haunts your dreams, it sends you false hope through a bottle or pill.

It destroys your goals and inflicts it’s will, you can’t run nor can you hide but it’s rules you will abide.

Until it celebrates that you have died, open your eyes or you will be it’s prey ,it will blur your vision in the most twisted way.

It will seek your destruction and call for your head, you lie and wait but never rest in your bed.

Peace will come to those who want peace but as long as you feed him you will see the beast, you can’t run nor can you hide but if you conquer the beast you will survive.

Prayer and hope can lead the way, cling on to every word you pray.

Hope is truth

Hate is in lies.

Pray for your soul and open your eyes.

Behind the mask

Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain , hiding the tears that fall like rain.

Saying I’m fine when I’m anything but this ache in my soul rips at my gut.

My skin is on fire I burn from within, the calm on my face is an ongoing sin.

The world must stay out iv built up a wall my fragile lie will collapse should it ever fall.

Loneliness consumes me it eats away the years until my life is swallowed by unending fears.

Waiting for someone to see I wear a mask and I care enough to remove it.

Is that too much to ask?

Darkness

You would never know it the constant pain I feel because in the light of day it almost isn’t real.

Sure I’ll play, I’ll laugh, I’ll sing some songs but that pain is always lurking because it’s been here all along.

And when the darkness comes with it’s all-consuming power it slowly takes my soul hour by dreadful hour.

But they tell me that I’m strong enough they swear that it gets better , they say “if you can just hold out and bear this stormy weather.”

They tell me “you will be happy one day all you need do is fight” but what they seem to forget is after each day comes a night.

And so I act along, I play my part while this crushing darkness slowly breaks my heart.

Depression is a monster

Depression is a monster that destroys both heart and soul , it tortures without mercy and consumes its victim whole.

It cripples and disables making life too hard to cope it can make each day a nightmare and leave a person without hope.

Some people feel this sadness from the time that they are young and believe that they are different and can’t be loved by anyone.

It’s reinforced by parents, too depressed themselves to care for that child they’re supposed to love but instead forget is there.

Depression can be nurtured through violence and neglect and fists used only to degrade and words used to reject.

It’s hidden in those bullies who torture and demean who use their words like weapons to destroy all self esteem.

It’s fuelled by those substances that are used to help escape from that endless pain depression brings and that unbearable heartache.

It can cause someone to just give up to lose all strength to fight ,it can annihilate one’s very soul and make them take their life.

Yes depression is a vulture that will make anyone its prey there is no one who deserves it and there is no one to blame.

We don’t need to make a judgment but we need to be aware that those who suffer need the world to care.