Depression

It clouds my mind,
Altering my judgement,
Nothing that I do or say is me
I am not me.
This is part of who I am
But not who I want to be
I cannot repress these feelings
Because they make me who I am.

I hate what it has done to me
But I cannot let it go
It has discarded my life
And laughed in my face
It has caused me to hate,
Caused me to hurt
Haunting me day and night
With everything I do

Although it causes pain
And hurt to those around
It makes me who I am
It is my identity
I want to let it go
But am afraid of what will happen
Without it, I am no-one
Depression is me.

Libby