Depression

Why me?
Why you?
The depression,
The demons,
Creeping in again.

Can you feel them?
Tearing you up..
Those thoughts plaguing you.
They scratch and tear,
Breaking you, Forcing you to cave in on yourself..

Falling away,
Pushing away,
All that you love,
All that once cared.
They turned away.

Not bothering anymore,
Fueling your hateful thoughts
What have they done to us?
Pulling down your walls..
Your only defense..

The music no longer comforts you
It gave up, too.
So why should we stay strong?
We have too.. Though..
Telling ourselves it will be better tomorrow.

That the skies will clear,
It will be sunny again.
But it never is.
Constantly storming..
Within you.

No peace.
No sleep.
No music.
It's all hate, pain, and suffering.
I feel alone.

Even if, I have those friends around me,
And I have a caring boyfriend,
My mother loves me,
But my father didn't even bother to call on my BIRTHDAY.
That hurt me bad.

Why try?
Why not give up?
I couldn't do that to him.
He would die without me.
Literally.

I need help.
I break down regularly.
People beat on me without knowing what it does.
Telling me to go hang myself,
Or go cut myself.

I don't do that anymore.
I've been trying to keep that promise.
And it gets harder each day.
But I will pull through.
Can't you help me?