It walks beside me Creeping along like a cat Rubbing its body against my legs Pressing it’s face into mine Never far from me Depression feels like children screaming From behind dark closed doors Depression is the sneer at bedtime At the mention of silence and peace Depression is eating fast food nearly daily Sitting alone in parking lots Depression is a missing pair of sunglasses Feeling the rush of endorphins Depression is a hug that never ends A kiss that quells your breath entirely The pain in your lower back It walks beside me like a shadow My body a reflection of its effects My heart riddled with holes Pieces of my identity smeared away My mind an echo chamber of lies: Death is the answer There is no relief Failure is my only accomplishment Depression is a mask I wear Depression is a feeling in my soul Depression is me