Depression is an ugly disease. It sneaks up on you in moments and takes over for periods of time. While medicines can be of some comfort it finds ways around them and continues to wreak havoc. There are times when you believe that it has finally left you but it never really does so you are simply aware and hope it doesn’t return. And yes, some depressions are far worse than others.
What It Seems
The weight held me down
Filled my mind with clouds
Challenging my perspective
Leading to severe self doubt
The pain was equally horrible
Oppression filled constraint
Immobile through inaction
No room to foster debate
There were times it would seem
To others that nothing was wrong
I’d risen to the occasion
To them there was an appearance of strong
But just below the surface
There were moments of lingering dread
Where life’s very good moments
Were moments from being fully shred
Even in our strongest times
There are so many things that we could be
Because who we are isn't
What the world is willing to see
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by Bill Ferguson
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