Spoken from Depression's point of view, after talking about it with a friend. "Do not worry, my love, for you are someone I will never forget. I am the only one, my love, who wants you because you're imperfect."

Going to school and fighting anxiety is like drowning, you can fight, and you either come out dead or alive.

If you are thrown into depths of darkness, I will save you.

A poem i thought was excellent when i was i was finished..enjoy