Dear Friend Depression Poem by Diana Ballesteros

My dear depression you became a very close friend to me, I have written to you and about you all my life.
All my life you have pulled me to my darkest deepest shadows. You my dear have held a mirror to me and showed me how my inner self looks in the bare, how deep and dark my thought can be if I truly hate, and how deep i can love, you showed me how strong emotions i have in me. You showed me that my soul can be as black as night, and as night its beautiful, with time I learned that even though i can have very deep dark emotions, like the night there is always a sunrise. but
this kind of emotions would terrified me and as a child I would run away, from the emotions, but today I stand next to you and hold your hand. Taking long walks in the shadows like two old friends. My soul took time in growing and accepting you.
My depression, my ego and I walk holding hands and walk into my own hell and let me see the beautiful it can be, my own hell is breath taking, it's almost like a painful heaven. All the pain is turned into a piece of art. It's like a gift of all my lessons to myself.
However, my dearest depression I can't live here and I can't stay for long. I can't live with you; you cant have me, I can only visit you so you don't feel lonely like I did once. and with this I want to say thank you, for showing me how beautiful my own hell is, my own nightmares are so beautiful, full of deep colors and breath taking lessons.