Depression

you become depressed,
so depressed,
it's surprising
how down and out
you are.

you thought you could handle it, that
it would never end,
but whatever does not kill you
makes you stronger.

it crept in like a thief
and will not leave you alone,
it's strong and forever,
like a dream you cannot shake off.

It's heels are so tough,
destroying your every whim,
you wish it would go away,
but it's an unwelcome guest,
freed to do whatever.

sometimes it appears thatit will end,
but when?
Sneaking off into the night,
I'm not quite sure.