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This Is My Confession

Depression is a sickness I possess deep within my soul.

The cause of this depression I don't really know.

It cause such great pain to all those that I hold dear.

When it takes over it consumes me like my greatest fear.

It keeps others out, although they see me, like looking through a screen.

It masks who I truly am, the person I want others to see.

If I could find a way to rid myself from this despair,

All of you would see how much I really care.

For me the easiest thing is just to run away,

Because deep down I can't find the words that I should say.

The words that describe this sickness that has ruined the love I try to give.

The words I could say so that you could forgive.

I'm sorry just seems so vague, it does not hit very deep.

It makes me feel and seem that I am actually weak.

To deal with something this great I have to be strong.

That's why I guess I have been hiding who I am for so long.

Hiding in actuality is a weakness,

But to hide my feelings leaves others out,

And that is what keeps me from falling down.

Building walls is what I'm good at; although it's true I share so much of how I feel,

However, when I share those things I leave out many details.

You may think you can read me, that I'm open like a book,

But all you have touched is the cover; you haven't been able to have a look.

A look into the darkness of who this sickness has made me,

a look at this spoiled soul, rotten and decaying.

I am destroyed from things past and present that you can't ever know,

How long will I have to fight, how far will I have to go?

Depression is this sickness I am speaking of, that has rotted out my soul,

I want more room to Love, but no one understands I have reached a limit of how far I could go.

A limit that I can't seem to pass, despite of how I have tried,

a limit that keeps me here and I will always continue to hide.

This depressions getting stronger, I want it no longer.

I want to be like that bird and soar, this is a depression I will own no more.

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