The Monster with In.

I wish it didn't happen.
But it did.
It broke me it two for all to see.
See that i am no longer one.
One with myself.
This thing is not good.
It eats at me every day.
The thing is a monster.
A monster that is out of control.

This monster is depression.
And I am being eaten by it.
It is ruining my life.
My soul.
It has taken my freedom and put it in a box.
A box that I cannot touch.

I wish that it would only go away.
Go away without all the drugs.
The needles.
The pain and misery
I wish that I could wake up
and it would be gone.
So i can live my life in peace and harmony.
But I can't

But I have hope thanks to Paul and Morgana.
For creating Neopoet.com
The day I found Neo was the day I found a hole to small to climb out.
And I found my hope.
My freedom.
And my pain and misery was lifted from my shoulders.
And that hole that i found when I was lost gave them back.
I lost in nothing but black.
I had no light to see my way out.
I had nothing.

But every day i get on here
I find new hope.
And that hole gets bigger.
And soon it will be so big I can climb out.
And be myself again.
So I can live happily.