Depression

Caught in a tide

that’s called life

I even tried

With a sharp \240knife

It’s not right

But I had to fight

I had to see

The other side

I had to try

had to cry

And realized

The size

Of the feelings

Inside

everything died,

I was given a reason,

for my emotions,

I felt within,

it was my depression.

My definition,

severe chest compressions

from constantly stressing

It started messing

with my concentration,

But an evaluation,

led to a resolution,

hospitalization,

for suicidal ideation.

Deflation of my hesitation,

put me in the right direction

Towards a lesson

in self expression,

antidepressants,

and realizations,

that the complications

I was facing

became dangerous.

But after the diagnosis,

I realized I’m a genius,

An artist with a creation.

I have an education,

dedication and motivation

from my family, an inspiration,

gave way to positive thinking,

helping to avoid consequences,

from altercations

false accusations,

to diffuse situations.

I live with this,

on a daily basis,

it’s not a curse,

it’s not a gift.

it’s depression.