Depression Strikes Again..

I sat down in my shower,
And stared into the wall,
I heard the water running,
But I couldn't feel at all,

I was stranded in my thoughts,
Lost without a key,
Thinking about what happened,
It just wasn't meant to be

Downstairs my mother cried,
As my dad held her tight,
Trying hard to comfort her,
From the hurt she felt that night,

The phone rang just past ten,
My parents were in bed,
I was upstairs fighting,
Off the pain inside my head,

When I heard my grandmother's voice,
I knew that things weren't well,
She didn't want to make the call,
I know it, I could tell,

I knew the news was bad,
But suicide was not in mind,
It's good the cleaners got there,
In just the knick of time,

I went downstairs to make sure,
That everything was okay,
Inside I knew it wasn't,
But there was nothing I could say,

She pulled me close to her,
And held on to me tight,
But I just couldn't handle it,
Especially not tonight,

I pulled away in anger,
And ran up the stairs to cry,
Why would he do such a thing?
Why would he want to die?

We're all thankful that he's alright,
He's alive, but a total mess,
I just don't understand,
Why he was so depressed,

I don't want to cry,
But there's nothing else to do,
I can‘t stand depression,
Or the things it makes people want to do!

** I don't understand "Uncle" Pat ... I just don't understand. :-(