It is so dark in here, and I cannot get out

An effort just to scream or shout

The tears, they flow and I do not know why

The pain just eats from deep inside

I do not know the reasons, nor do I know a cause

The depression is a rat, and I’m the rope that it gnaws.

It keeps biting away ‘til the strands finally break,

I’m a ball on the floor, there’s no more I can take

I wish I was different, I wish I was strong

And the people around me are different, they’re wrong.

I don’t have self pity, and I do have self worth.

It’s just the things that I think of, increase ten fold their worth.

In my head it’s pulsating, and my thoughts jumbled up,

My emotions like water, overflowing a cup.

I don’t have control, all around me despair,

I’ve got to a point where I no longer care.

I refuse to give in and refuse to be beaten

The rat of depression had better finish up eating

I am now about ready to get a grip back on life

I can cope with whatever the trouble or strife

I’m turning it around, and I’m coming to terms

To control my emotions, I’ve been trying to learn.

I didn’t need pills, or the service of a shrink,

I needed some time just to sit down and think.

What do I desire, and what do I have to do,

That can stop me from mentally becoming unglued

And so, all that was needed was a bit of a fight,

And now all of the darkness I lived in, is light.