Depression Poem by Laura Rodriguez

Depression, a horrible feeling.
You feel alone,
like there’s no one there to help you.
Your heart starts to beat slowly,
and your chest tightens,
releasing those tears you worked so hard to keep them locked up.
You start to cry,
and you cry harder to not being able to feel your heart.
You start to feel hopeless and alone and hurt,
no one is there to help you.
So you take the knife
and start cutting your wrist slowly,
because you don’t feel alive,
you cut yourself so the pain can remind you you’re alive.
The pain in your heart grows and grows
and you scream in pain.
All you want is to stop the pain,
there’s only two ways out
and only one is the correct way: suicide or get help.
Suicide will make you regret so many things.
Getting help will stop the pain.
And not just any help,
there’s only one person in the whole world
that can take away your pain: your best friend.
Don’t end your sunset until God takes it away for you.