Why do we think of it,
as a crippling fear or a menacing disease?
or a horrid spectral who haunts you weak.

No. A depression is a disguised celebration,

When in dark, it's a gift of light offered to those
who are only the bravest and mightiest
to those who are ready to embrace life,
to those whose eyes are smeared with blood.

They have seen the real face of beauty, of truth, and growth.