The demon I hate

Demon is the word to describe depression

So hard to fight with

So hard to get rid off

I wake up with a light heart

The demon called depression attacks me

I sleep with a heart ,tears rolling down my cheecks

I am grateful for my life

The demon called depression attacks me

I hate my life

Almost everyday the demon called depression visits me

I asked this demon what does it want

It told me it wants my life

It told me it wants my soul

I was born a fighter !

There is no way depression will get my life!

There is no way depression will get my soul!