It Never Wants To Let Go

Depression. My enemy. It never wants to let go. Sometimes it may let up for a short while, not even a full day. And there it is again.

Even on antidepressants, that foul demon is still lurking by me. Go to church, sing, quoate Bible verses, it goes away for awhile just to return.

I don't know what's the matter with me. I have been this way most of my life. I try to get help, but no one can really help. The only true relief would be to die. I can't take care of that myself for fear of spending eternity in a place I don't want to be. So I have to wait until my number is called. Wait wait wait.

ilovepersiancats ilovepersiancats
56-60, F
Feb 25, 2010