There is no coming out of it.
There is no getting over it.
There is just IT.
It ebbs and it flows and it morphs.
It hides.
It does not ever disappear.
It teases, at times.
It seems long gone.
But, it is never really is.
It always returns.
With a vengeance.
With a downward pull.
It distorts.
It deceives.
It consumes.
It tells you that it is all for naught.
That you will never be enough.
That you’re better off not here.
If you’re in a good place, you’ll recognize the tone.
You’ll recognize the facade.
You’ll recognize the weakness in the argument.
So you counter the exchange with self-talk.
With meditation. Deep breaths.
With exercise and proper nutrition.
You will look like you’ve got it all under control.
And sometimes you do. But sometimes you don’t.
Sometimes you are out quietly out of control.
Sometimes, you are low.
Sometimes you are sinking deeper.
Sometimes, you’re just tired. Oh, so very tired.
It tells you it’s easier to let go, that there is no use fighting back.
It tells you things will never be good.
Even if things are already so much better than good.
Depression lies.
Assuredly.
Convincingly.
Sometimes we need to etch this in our skin
To make us remember, to make sure we get the message,
when we can’t hear anything but the deceit.
A Morning Grouch 
Hey Morning Grouch,
Thanks for sharing this poignant poem about Depression. It really shed light on how depression often whispers lies, distorting our sense of self and telling us that we’re not good enough. I thought the line: “Depression lies. Assuredly. Convincingly,” was especially powerful in conveying the powerlessness felt of those suffering from depression. They are constantly fighting an inward battle, which tugs and pulls at their mind, causing an endless amount of fatigue. I’m a student at UNSW and realised that mental health is so important, if not more important than university grades or the subjects you choose. We deliver positive messages to raise awareness about mental health and try to improve the wellbeing of UNSW Staff and Students. If you’re interested, please feel free to have a gander at our FB, Twitter or wordpress blog and let us know your thoughts. We’d love to hear from you.
Kindly,
UNSW lonely kids 🙂
IL
I hope you don’t mind that I shared this post on Facebook. Your words show depression exactly as it is, and I feel your words will help others who fight this battle. Thank you for putting this here for all of us.
I love this stanza: “You will look like you’ve got it all under control.
And sometimes you do. But sometimes you don’t.
Sometimes you are out quietly out of control.”
I relate. Depression lies. Do all you can to remember that it is lying and that you are enough even on days when you can barely breath.
Love that you shared. Thank you. It helps knowing there are so many of us, that we can help each other out.
Yes! I think the hardest part is knowing which thoughts are the depression and which thoughts are mine. It’s hard to fight an enemy you can’t see.