I am depression

I am depression

I mask myself as truth

I hide in many ways

preventing discernment and sound thinking

masking myself as indifference

playing the role of victim

I envelop darkness to a point

there is no light

the torment I create is real, the

torture I impart arduous and long

I hold my victims for lifetimes,

granting a reprieve

only on occasion and then only

if it will seek to build them up

so I can tear them down again

I ravage and tear my victims

wounding them for life

rendering them inoperable on

a daily basis -- unable to function in society

I destroy their hope, I steal it

from them that they may know

no joy or peace

I fuel anger; stirring

up annoyance with other people

I lie to my victims telling them there is no hope

telling them they are alone

telling them no one cares or

"it" won't really matter

I isolate -- breaking off

valuable, nurturing relationships

I strike out at those who

love them most

My ultimate victory

is Death.



I wrote this about 4 years ago. A time in which i lived pretty much daily in its grasp. I thank God that He allowed me to eventually learn the truth. That it is the enemy, Satan, who brings this. As God's word states, the enemy comes to "steal, kill and destroy". That, to me, is what depression does.



I find myself again falling into its grip -- struggling not to, but seemingly unable to resist. I pray that God will fight for me, as I am weak. If you also share in this struggle, my prayers go out that God will deliver and heal. It is not God's will that we be defeated, although the enemy seeks to keep that truth from us.



By God's grace may we rise above.FHG/bkm