218. The Cloak Of Depression Poem by Jaden Knight

Depression surrounds me like a cloak
choking my neck and ribs
wrapping around my legs
tripping me up with its length

Of course people say that I'm lying about it all
'go to bed and you'll better in the morning'
but most of the time I don't want to ever sleep
try to avoid it like a plague
every time I do crash
I know that I don't want to wake up

Yet every day I fight my confines
trying to break free
sometimes I manage to put a tear in it
but it still won't let me go

Maybe one day the cloak will win
and complete the suffocation
until that day I'll keep battling
hoping to throw it off for good