By Michael W. Raley
Depression is a storm cloud lingering over you,
Waiting to ruin a beautiful sunny day.
Depression is a predator stalking its prey.
You see the predator coming, but you are too paralyzed to move.
Before you know it, you are in the grips of depression,
Struggling to fight,
Struggling to breathe,
Struggling to live.
Depression goes beyond feeling sad,
As it is a battle for the mind, body, and soul.
I have become adept at hiding depression,
But I cannot snap out of it,
I just adapt my day and work around it.
Depression becomes a natural part of the landscape,
Like a tree with deep roots that are intertwined and difficult to remove.
Depression also serves as a highway marker,
Letting you know where you’re at and how far you have come,
While also reminding you that you have many more miles to travel
And many more battles to fight.
We must continue to fight, even on our darkest days,
For we must fight for ourselves, our loved ones, and for our suffering brethren.