Depression hits me harder than a shot of whiskey,
flowing through my blood, it taps into my brain,
I cant overcome it, I scream a silent cry in pain,
my happiness drains out, sadness steeps in.
Life seems worthless, I'm destroyed from within,
I put a happy face on to amuse the outside world,
seeing me depressed, they would try to understand why,
I have no answer, depression hit me with no goal.
I cant understand why this affected my soul,
what did I do to deserve this belligerent mess,
how have I sinned to receive treatment like this,
but I cant cry, I have to be a man.
Although sometimes its hard, hiding my emotions,
wanting to let go, wanting for it to be open,
instead of letting go, I put on a face as stiff as a rock,
if I change my expression, depression will steep slowly in.
The more I get depressed, the more pain I feel,
thoughts of suicide, seems like its the only solution,
anger fills me, when I think of these thoughts,
I don't want them, I cant escape...
So I'll just have to hold on, to these feelings of pain
keep them inside me, let them eat me away
if it saves my family, friends, and love from trouble within
ill hold on to depression as long as I live.