Like a hungry animal on the prowl depression lurks, waiting in the shadows for a hint of weakness. Then in that instance it pounces on its prey, devouring you.

Meds and counseling try to build up your defenses against this horrid beast. In your false sense of security, you think you have succeeded. But it knows. It has patience. It can wait. Soon its time will come.

Your thoughts begin to race, going nowhere. They keep you from sleeping, always there. Never stopping. Your subconscious is screaming, “stop, stop, please stop”

Mornings bring no relief. But maybe if you keep busy. You fool yourself into believing you can keep the demons at bay. Working, producing, moving, doing with a vengeance for you fear what will come if you stop.

Depression is lurking in the shadows, waiting. It knows you can’t keep up this pace forever. No, it will get its opportunity. Silently waiting yet letting you know it is there. Soon, soon it will succeed.

You can physically feel the shadows moving in. You are becoming weary. Depression knows you all too well. Eventually you will let down your guard. It knows. Like the crouching tiger about to catch its prey, its muscles tighten ready to spring. It is ready…soon, soon.

Then in an instant the door opens, you have let down your guard. Depression swoops down engulfing you in sorrow. Not just any sorrow but a sadness that reaches through every bone in your body. Tears flow freely. Sobs contort your being. Depression has a strangle hold on you heart. Dragging you down, down, down.

No light shines in this darkness. . . .

For you my friend, I hope your depression lifts soon.