Depression, my demon

In the depths of darkness, where shadows lurk,

A demon of depression, pain, and sadness,

Alone and hiding, it spreads its wicked smirk.

The night becomes its canvas, a realm of madness.

In the depths of darkness, where shadows dance,

The demon’s grip tightens, its power grows.

It feeds on the souls, leaving no chance,

To escape its clutches, as despair overflows.

But fear not, dear friend, for light still shines,

Even in the darkest corners of our minds.

With love and hope, we can break these binds,

And banish the demon that darkness finds.

So let us stand together, hand in hand,

Facing the demon, united we’ll withstand.

For in our unity, strength will expand,

And the shadows of despair will be unmanned.