Deadly Depression Poem by Marie Jones

It is like a mind-controlling disease.
It makes you feel worthless and unknown.
It has no mercy, whispering in your ear that
life has no meaning.
It tells you no one cares and why go on.
It makes you feel like you have no purpose.
You want to run and hide but you know it is
close behind
Following you no matter how hard
you try to escape.
It tells you lies and says nasty things to
you.
It makes you feel empty inside.
It takes a part of you away so you feel
incomplete.
This disease is called depression.