Depression

I have felt it once,
I don't wish it on anybody.
I have felt the sadness,
Threatening to pull me under.

I know how it feels,
Like a knife to the heart.
The neverending darkness,
Creeping on my life.

I know what it's like,
I've had suicidal thoughts too.
The thought of ending my life,
So I could end the pain.

I didn't ask for help,
Nobody but me knew
Of the depression I felt,
How I had the case of the blues.

It seemed no one understood,
So I shut myself from the world.
I cried myself to sleep every night,
Wishing and begging for a better life.

But I didn't give up,
And niether should you.
If I managed it,
You can definatly do too.

But now I have the case of the blues again,
And I don't know when it will end.
But I will resist just like last time,
If you will only help me through.

Please be my guide, my floating device,
To help me get away from this storm.
Please be my friend, someone I can rely on,
And whenever you need, I will be there for you.