I was attacked,
My heart was racing,
My breathing became so fast,
So scared.
I didn't know what to do,
There was no way to fight it,
There was no hope to get out of it,
It threw me down that hole,
So many times I've been down that ditch.
So many times I have made this fight,
So many times I have fallen,
Because of it.
But my attacker is not a man nor a woman,
It is not anything physical,
But its so very painfully true.
My attacker is my depression.
