Depression holds my hand

I don’t think people understand how terrifying depression is 

It’s so damn terrifying

It’s the way it lures you in 

It has a soft touch 

It reaches out for you, 

Caressing your face

Wrapping around you

Holding you so tight 

It’s a dangerous familiarity 

By the time you usually figure it out, it feels too late 

Depression draws you in

Promising to never let go

It whispers sweet nothings 

Telling you poison laced words

You drink them in like it’ll heal your soul 

But the venom eats away at you

It happens so slowly

Darkness disguised as prince charming 

That sparkle you saw distracted you from its crooked smile

So you take its hand and let it pull you in 

They ask why you don’t want to get better 

You do 

But depression is so sweet 

So caring

It promises to always be there 

Intertwining your fingers

Holding your once empty hand 

Telling you “I’ll never let go”

“Give into me”

“I’ve got you”

Who would give that up?

Depression never leaves me 

It always makes sure I’m not alone

Always there, 

Watching, waiting

Ready to step in 

Depression is comforting 

Holding me tight when I struggle

But if you don’t pay attention, 

You’ll miss what’s happening

It’s touch is now rough

The caresses have turned sharp 

The tightening grip hurts

It uses its familiarity to drag you down

Silencing your screams with its hand 

Its once warm eyes are cold

It holds on as you struggle to fight

You’re running out of energy 

Trying to keep your eyes open

But Depression is persistent 

And never lets up