Delving into the deep, dark dungeon, depression
creeps in, clinging tightly.
You are not alone; I am with you now
I will hold you tight and won’t let go.
I will squeeze the colour from your soul
and steal the love from your heart.
I am draining your mind of happy thoughts
and replacing them with my ruminating voice.
Can you hear my criticism?
Look into my eyes,
I need to take your sparkle.
Let me hug you tight so your muscles ache
and let me weigh you down.
I will hold you back from life.
I am depression; master of misery and creator of gloom.
I laugh in the face of happiness and light
and stamp all over love and joy.
I may leave you for a while,
but I will always come back.
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I have lived with bipolar and a sleep disorder for over four years now and am finally learning to cope, so want to share my experiences in the hope of helping others in similar situations.
I enjoy writing of all kinds and find it to be a therapeutic experience, so this blog is helping me in the long run. I also find listening to music throughout the day to be hugely beneficial for my mood and emotion. It beats silence! I play the guitar and love drumming, both of which are also therapeutic, although I don't always have the energy, it is uplifting when I do manage.
I have an incredible cat called Charlie. Despite living with a serious heart condition and recently been diagnosed with renal disease, he looks in amazing health and is a sweet and loving companion. I am sure our special bond is keeping each other going!
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