When my darkness descends,
It’s a scary place to be,
Isolated, alone and confused,
It feels like it’s just me.

You rarely see it coming,
It catches you off guard,
It sneaks around without you knowing
But my god does it hit you hard.

All the thoughts going round in my head,
There’s too many for me to bear.
Feeling helpless, afraid and tired,
I sometimes wish that I wasn’t there.

No order, control or reason
When the thoughts overrun my brain,
Can’t explain myself to anyone,
It feels like I’m going insane.

All those people around me,
They just need to give me space.
Be patient; just sit there beside me
Until I get myself out of this place.

People will ask if you’re ‘fine’.
Of course you smile and say ‘yes.’
But inside you’re screaming and shouting,
‘No I’m not; can’t you see I’m depressed!?’

~HD