You Can Run But You Can'T Hide! Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

I am the runner who does try to hide.
But no matter how far you run you just can't hide.
Depression and dark thought do get me still,
I can't take it all in my stride.
Depression lingers at my side.
On a never ending slide.

Depression makes me numb.
I may aswell be dumb.
I can not feel.
My heart it wants to steal.

My soul it has taken and broken.
My body and mind it has invaded.
Depression please fade.