Depression Poem by Poetic Daughter

I have a monster inside of me that I despise because it forces me to believe all of these lies. It makes me feel like I am not wanted and because of that every day I feel like I am being haunted. This monster makes me think I am worthless and if something bad ever happens to me I deserved it. My monster slowly kills me every day but I lie and tell everyone 'I am okay'. I hate my monster that makes me think all people are evil the way this monster hurts me should be illegal. Every day I try to tell myself I am okay and try to break out of my shell but every time I do my monster traps me in a small cell. I wish I knew how to beat it, how to break it down and defeat it. I wish I knew how to help myself but all I ever end up doing is mess up and break myself. I hate my monster who never stops with its aggression. I hate my monster whose name is Depression.