Depression Is A Disease Poem by Lyric Hernandez teardrop

Depression is a disease like that of HIV.
It starts as something small,
Something that you can control.
If you never tell?
If no one ever sees?
If no one ever knows?
If no one ever tells?
The minute hand is ticking.
Your time is being counted.
Then all of a sudden
It hit you from nowhere.
Just like HIV becomes aids
As the time passes.
Depression,
Depression soon becomes
A suicidal tragedy.
It spreads
It spreads
You hear the sounds
Of screams for help.
Taste the stories in the tears
Able to see how much pain
There is inside
By the number of scars,
The amount of blood,
And how deep the cuts are.
The answers are their
But your eyes are closed
Your heart is closed
Your mind is in denial.