Name It? Poem by Natasha Elizabeth Beatrice Williams

Huh?
Name it?
Name the thing that is my depression?
The thing I'd like to burn away?
Name it?

'Well, cancer paitents often name their 'lump' to help them cope? '

Isn't this different?
This is me...
The thing at my very root, causing me hell.
Name it?
It doesn't deserve a name.
It's not good enough for a name.
I'm not good enough for my own name.
Why should it get a name?

Name it?
NAME it?
I don't understand..
I'm confused.