Depression

Silent killer

Never a warning. 


It creeps up slowly

Stalking, 

Whispering,

And then all at once,

It pounces

It takes over

Possesses.


There doesn't need to be a reason

It can come anytime

The happiest day of your life

And it could come slithering in 

It cuts your mind; a knife

There is no escape

Only delaying. 


It's drowning in a desert,

Screaming in a crowd of people

And no one hears. 


It's suffocating in an empty room.

It's catatonia. 

It's horror

It's pain

It's sadness. 


It's depression. 


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