This is My Depression

This is my depression
And it's where I was made
Since no-one's pulled me out
This is where I wait

I've tried to reach the light before
To emerge from the deep
But it's real hard to climb out
Because the walls are far too steep

And when I'm so close to the top
I'm waiting to fall again
So many times its happened before
A cycle that has no end

I hide in my internal void
There's comfort in my hollow
And tonight I won't come out
I think I'll wait until tomorrow

When the sun shines bright again
And I'm forced to socialise
I expose myself a little
Only to go back to where I hide

And when the pain comes back
I will cut but I won't cry
And when the blood flows down my arms
I can verify I'm still alive

Yes it's true there are scars on my arms
But I'm not some kind of freak
They're memories of times when I've fallen apart
They're times when I was weak

They're times when I can't feel my fingers
And I can't feel my toes
And I can't fight the numbness
That still around me grows