Depression is taking me on a long journey
One I can only hope to get back from
But fear I will not
For I have never known true happiness
Before I met you
But it only lasts for a second
And then the depression is back
Gnawing at my flesh
Stabbing at my heart
And playing tricks on my mind
So I will go on this journey
And pray that what I have is enough
To bring me back
Alive or not
Unfortunately I no longer have you
So what's the point of coming back
Without you I will never be happy
Never again will I know
What it feels like
To be happy with you
There's only me
Alone with my thoughts
Alone with my depression
Alone to die
And alone to live
I have no reason to return
And I don't feel as though I will
But that's okay with me
Is it okay with you,
Papa?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Find happiness in being alone with you first! The rest will fall into place. Never let someone else have that much power over you. Having said that, I really like your poem. Very heartfelt.