I sit and listen to every situation
I am the one that is always there
I lurk in the shadows making sure to find a good opening
You medicate to get away from me but all you have done is suppress me
You run and hide under the covers hoping that I will go away
Everyone knows me but few admit that we are close
I am hidden with a smile by some and by others by laughter
I laugh when you laugh and a cry when you cry
It might be a little darker next to me but I am always there
Sometimes I can be helpful and sometimes I can be suffocating.
You want to get rid of me but I am the one that builds character.
Am I your inner demon or am I our inner guide?
Am I really only one thing or am I multiple?
The little whispers you here at night before you go to bed.
When you submerge into the deep dark depths I am your companion.
Cradling you as you fall apart, rubbing your back when you begin to cry.
You call for me when you have hit rock bottom and can't get up.
You call me depression. You call me your friend.
