Julie

“Depression   Intimidating as the oceans roar I retreat to a corner cold on the floor He is back and determined as ever to win He speaks to me often but he is no friend   Words as sharp as razors edge A voice strong as thunder, attention I pledge I see you’re still here, he says with a grin I mumble quietly, I’ll silence your sins   He hates when I love and laugh through the day Hates when I smile, kneel and pray His presence alone is something I dread What he yearns most, is to see me dead   Natural causes just will not please Death by my hands he wants to achieve So we battle again until one of us falls I’m down, not for long up the bed I crawl   Digging down deep my spirit must hold Though hurting so badly, I must not fold I saw faces of family all over my room Then KO’d Depression, rematch coming soon          ”
― Lucius Johnson, My Bipolar Mind II

“What you do speaks so loudly that I cannot hear what you say.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson